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Grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning,
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well
Oh, grandma's hands used to reach you all at one
And she'd say 'Billy, don't you run so fast, you might fall on a piece of glass,
There might be snakes there in that grass,'
Grandma's hands.
Ooooo-aaah, grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning,
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well
Oh, grandma's hands used to reach you all at one
And she'd say 'Billy, don't you run so fast, you might fall on a piece of glass,
There might be snakes there in that grass,'
Grandma's hands.

Grandma's hands sued the local and with mother,
Grandma's hands used to wake sometimes and swell
Oh, Grandma's hands used to lift the girl and tell her
And she'd say 'Oh, baby gradma understands that you really loved that man
Put yourself in Jesus hands'
Grandma's hands.

Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah

Grandma's hands used to hand me piece of candy,
Grandma's hands lift me up each time I fell
Oh, Grandma's hands boy they really come in handy
She'd say 'Billy don't you hit that boy, what you wanna spank him for?
He didn't drop no apricot'
but I loved the grandma anymore ??

Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands

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