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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marti Pellow
Marti Pellow
Performer
Rick Mitra
Rick Mitra
Drums
James Nisbet
James Nisbet
Guitar
Phil Palmer
Phil Palmer
Guitar
James Halliwell
James Halliwell
Keyboards
Hazel Fernandez
Hazel Fernandez
Background Vocals
Beverlei Brown
Beverlei Brown
Background Vocals
Charlotte Hodson
Charlotte Hodson
Background Vocals
Tommy Blaize
Tommy Blaize
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Withers
Bill Withers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Porter
Chris Porter
Mixing Engineer
Rick Mitra
Rick Mitra
Co-Producer

Lyrics

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 snakes there in that grass" Grandma's hands Grandma's hands Soothed a local unwed mother Grandma's hands Used to ache sometimes and swell Grandma's hands Used to lift her face and tell her, "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 say, "Matty don' you whip that boy What you want to spank him for? He didn' drop no apple core" But I don't have Grandma anymore If I get to Heaven I'll look for Grandma's hands
Writer(s): Bill Withers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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