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(Bill Withers' Original Lyrics) Grandma's hands Clapped in church on Sunday morning Grandma's hands Played a tambourine so well Grandma's hands Used to issue out a warning She'd say, "Baby, don't you run so fast" "Might fall on a piece of glass" "Might be snakes there in that grass" Grandma's hands Grandma's hands Soothed a local unwed mother Grandma's hands Used to ache sometimes and swell Grandma's hands Used to lift her face and tell her, "Baby, Grandma understands" "That you really love that man" "Put yourself in Jesus hands" Grandma's hands Grandma's hands Used to hand me piece of candy Grandma's hands Picked me up each time I fell Grandma's hands Well, they really came in handy She'd say, "Baby, why'd you beat that boy" "What you want to spank him for?" "He didn't drop no apple core" But I ain't got Grandma anymore If I get to Heaven I'll look for Grandma's hands |