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grandma's hands, clapped in church on sunday morning, grandma's hands, played the tambourine so well, grandma's hands, grandma's hand used to issue out a warning, and she'd say, baby, don't you run so fast, might fall on a piece of glass, might be snakes there in my grass, grandma's hands, i'm talkin' 'bout my grandma's hands, soothed the local unwed mother, my 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, but you really loved that man, and put herself in jesus' hands, grandma's hands, yeah. i'm talking. i'm talking, 'bout my grandma, ah yeah!, grandma's hands, used to hand me a piece of candy, ah grandma's hands, picked me up each time i fell, grandma's hands, boy, they really came in handy, she'd say, nettie, don't you whip that girl, what you wanna spank her for, she didn't drop no apple core, but i don' have grandma anymore, if i get to heaven i'll look for, grandma's hands, i'm talking 'bout my grandma, talking 'bout my grandma, oho.yeah. i'm talking 'bout my grandma.
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Artist: barbra streisand