Song | Grandma's Hands |
Artist | Bill Withers |
Album | Lean on Me: The Best of Bill Withers |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Withers | |
Grandma's hands clapped in church on | |
Sunday morning. | |
Grandma's hands played the 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. |
zuo ci : Withers | |
Grandma' s hands clapped in church on | |
Sunday morning. | |
Grandma' s hands played the 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. |
zuò cí : Withers | |
Grandma' s hands clapped in church on | |
Sunday morning. | |
Grandma' s hands played the 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. |