Lyrics: Tom Jones. Grandma's Hands.

(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