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Mmm-mEmm-mm,
Mmm-mm-mm.
Em7 Grandma's hands,
Clapped in Achurch,
On Sunday morning,
Em7Grandma's hands,
Played a B7tambourine so well.
Em Grandma's hands,
AUsed to issue,
Out a warning,
She'd say, "B7Billy don't you,
A7 Run so fast,
B7 Might fall on,
A A7piece of glass,
B7 "Might be snakes there,
A7 In that grass",
Em Grandma's hands.
Em Grandma's hands,
ASoothed a local unwed mother,
EmGrandma's hands,
Used to Aache,
Sometimes and swell.
Em Grandma's hands,
AUsed to lift her face,
And tell her,
B7 "Baby, Grandma A7understands,
B7 That you really,A7
B7 Love that man,
A7 Put yourself,
In B7Jesus hands",
Em Grandma's hands.
Em Grandma's hands,
Used to Ahand me,
Piece of candy
EmGrandma's hands,
Picked me Aup,
Each time I fell.
Em Grandma's hands,
Boy, theyA really,
Came in handy,
She'd say,B7 "Matty don' you,
A7 Whip that boy,
B7 What you want,
To A7spank him for?
B7 He didn' drop,
No A7apple core",
But I B7don't have,
Grandma A7anymore,
B7 If I get to Heaven,
A7 I'll look for,
Em Grandma's hands.
Em Mmm-mm-mm.
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