Tytuł: Grandma's hands

• Wykonawca: Barbra Streisand
• Wyświetleń: 288

Grandma's hands
   Clapped in church on Sunday morning
   Grandma's hands
   Played the tambourine so well
   Grandma's hands
   Grandma's hand used to issue out a warning
   And she’d say
   Baby, don't you run so fast
   Might fall on a piece of glass
   Might be snakes there in my grass
   Grandma's hands
   I'm talkin' 'bout my grandma's hands
   Soothed the local unwed mother
   My grandma's hands
   Used to ache sometimes and swell
   Grandma's hands
   Used to lift her face
   And tell her she'd say
   Baby, grandma understands
   But you really loved that man
   And put herself in Jesus' hands
   Grandma's hands
   Yeah. . .
   I'm talking... I’m talking
   'Bout my grandma, ah yeah!
   Grandma’s hands
   Used to hand me a piece of candy
   Ah Grandma's hands
   Picked me up each time I fell
   Grandma's hands
   Boy, they really came in handy
   She'd say
   Nettie, don't you whip that girl
   What you wanna spank her for
   She didn't drop no apple core
   But I don' have grandma anymore
   If I get to heaven I’ll look for
   Grandma's hands
   I'm talking 'bout my grandma
   Talking 'bout my grandma
   Oho...yeah...
   I’m talking 'bout my grandma...