Letra de Granmas Hands (Live) - Simply Red
Letra de canci�n de Granmas Hands (Live) de Simply Red lyrics
Granma�s hands clapped in church on Sunday morning
Granma�s hands played the tambourine so well
Granma�s hands used to issue out a warning
�Michael don�t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass�
Granma�s hands
Granma�s hands sooth the local unwed mother
Granma�s hands used to ache sometimes and swell
Granma�s hands used to lift her free and tell her
�Baby Granma understands
That you really loved that man
Put yourself in the Spirits� hands�
Granma�s hands
Granma�s hands used to hand me a piece of candy
Granma�s hands picked me up each time I fell
Granma�s hands, boy they really came in handy
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�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 Granma any more
If I get to heaven I�ll look for
Granma
If I ever get up there
If I ever go down there
I�ll be wandering around
I�ll be looking for her
I�ll be looking up a north a south a west and east and
everywhere I go
Baby Granma
Those eyes, those hands, those smiles
Those warm little looks I get from her...
Granma�s hands played the tambourine so well
Granma�s hands used to issue out a warning
�Michael don�t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass�
Granma�s hands
Granma�s hands sooth the local unwed mother
Granma�s hands used to ache sometimes and swell
Granma�s hands used to lift her free and tell her
�Baby Granma understands
That you really loved that man
Put yourself in the Spirits� hands�
Granma�s hands
Granma�s hands used to hand me a piece of candy
Granma�s hands picked me up each time I fell
Granma�s hands, boy they really came in handy
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/granmas-hands--live--simply-red.php
�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 Granma any more
If I get to heaven I�ll look for
Granma
If I ever get up there
If I ever go down there
I�ll be wandering around
I�ll be looking for her
I�ll be looking up a north a south a west and east and
everywhere I go
Baby Granma
Those eyes, those hands, those smiles
Those warm little looks I get from her...