Текст песни Marti Pellow — Grandma’s hands

Hello Jesus, Jesus children...

Grandma's hands...
Clapped in church on Sunday mornings
Grandma's hands
Played the tambourine so well
Grandma's hands
Used to issue vital warnings

She'd say:
Marti don't you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass
Grandma's hands

I'm talking 'bout Grandma's hands...

Grandma's hands
Soothed the local may like a mother
Grandma's hands
Used to ache and sometimes swell
Grandma's hands
Used to lift her face and tell her

She'd say:
grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus's hands
Grandma's hands

I'm talking 'bout Grandma's hands...

*Oh, you gotta understand, that you really love that man. Put yourself in Jesus's hands. Talking 'bout Grandma... Grandma... *

Hello Jesus, Jesus children...Jesus loves ya

Grandma's hands
Used to hand me a piece of candy
Grandma's hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands
Oh, they really came in handy

She'd say:
Marti, don't you whip that boy
What you wanna spank him for
He didn't drop no apple core
But I don't have Grandma anymore

If I can get to Heaven
I will look for Grandma's hands (I will look for Grandma's hands)

Grandma's hands...
I'll be lookin' for Grandma's hands

Hello Jesus, Jesus children. Jesus loves ya. Jesus children...