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Here’s another one of my childhood/early teen favorites. When this song came out, my grandma was alive and well and not at all as soft and gentle as the woman in this song. At least that’s how my siblings and cousins and I felt. But now, decades later, nearly ten years after she laid down for her final rest, I realize that she was a sweet grandma who loved us in the only way she knew how, and I would absolutely love to see her smile at me just one more time.

And now, without further ado, is Grandma’s Hands by Bill Withers. Enjoy!

From the Album: Just As I Am
Released by Sussex, 1971
Written by: BILL WITHERS

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, “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 sooth the local unwed mother
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
That you really loved 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 the really came in handy
She’d say, ” 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 anymore
If I get to heaven I’ll look for
Grandma’s hands
Um,mm,mm

From BillWithersVevo, at this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdrChyGb574&feature=youtu.be

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