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Tytuł: Grandma's hands

  • Wykonawca: Bill Withers
  • Wy¶wietleń: 450
Grandma´s hands clapped in church on sunday morning
   grandma´s hands played a tambourine so well
   grandma´s hands used to issue out of warning
   she´d say, billy, don´t you run so fast
   might fall on a piece of glass
   might be snaked there in that grass
   grandma´s hands
  
   grandma´s hands soothe a local unwed mother
   grandma´s hands used to ache sometime and swell
   grandma´s hands used to lift a base and tiller
   she´d say, 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, boy, they really came in handy
   she´d, 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 grandma any more
   if I get to heaven I´ll look for
   grandma´s hands