Gil Scott-Heron - Grandmas hands

^Dm7Grandma's hands clapped in ^G7church on Sunday mornings ^Dm7Grandma's hands played the ^A7tambourine so well ^Dm7Grandma's hands used to iss^G7ue out a warning She say, ^A "Scotty why you ^Grun so fast ^AMight fall on a ^Gpiece of glass ^AMight be snakes ^Gthere in that grass" ^Dm7Grandma's hands, ^Ebmaj7 they keep on calling to me

^Dm7Grandma's hands soothed ^G7the local unwed mothers ^Dm7Grandma's hands used to ^A7ache sometimes and swell ^Dm7Grandma's hands, lord they'd ^G7really come in handy She say, ^A "Bobbie why you want to ^Gwhip that boy? ^AWhat you want to ^Gwhip him for? ^AHe didn't throw ^Gno apple core." ^Dm7Grandma's hands, ^Ebmaj7 they keep on calling to ^Dm7me ^Ebmaj7

^Dm7Grandma's hands soothed the ^G7local unwed mothers ^Dm7Grandma's hands used to ^A7ache sometimes and swell ^Dm7Grandma's hands, well they ^G7really came in handy She say, ^A "Bobbie why you want to ^Gwhip that boy? ^AWhat you want to ^Gwhip him for? ^AHe didn't throw ^Gno apple core." ^ABut I don't have ^Ggrandma anymore ^AWhen I get to heav^Gen I'll look ^Dm7for grandma's hands ^Ebmaj7