Lyrics to Gramma's Hands

Granma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning

Granma's hands played the tambourine so well

Granma's hands used to issue out a warning

“Michael don't you run so fast

Might fall on a piece of glass

Might be snakes there in that grass”

Granma's hands



Granma's hands sooth the local unwed mother

Granma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell

Granma's hands used to lift her free and tell her

“Baby Granma understands

That you really loved that man

Put yourself in the Spirits' hands”

Granma's hands

Granma's hands used to hand me a piece of candy

Granma's hands picked me up each time I fell

Granma's hands, boy they really came in handy

“Mattie don't you whip that boy

What you want to spank him for?

He didn't drop no apple core”

But I don't have Granma any more

If I get to heaven I'll look for

Granma



If I ever get up there

If I ever go down there

I'll be wandering around

I'll be looking for her

I'll be looking up a north a south a west and east and everywhere I go

Baby Granma

Those eyes, those hands, those smiles

Those warm little looks I get from her...