One of us has to say he’s sorry, ya
Or we will never be friends again
Let’s have a drink and talk it over
I want to keep you for my friend

We’re here to day and gone tomorrow
None of us knows when life will end
I said some things that caused you sorrow
But I want to keep you for my friend

One of us has to say he’s sorry!
Or we will never be friends again
Let’s have a li’l drink and talk it over
I want to keep you for my friend
We’re here today and gone tomorrow!
None of us knows when life will end

I said some nasty things that caused you sorrow
But I want to keep you for my friend

Songwriter: Bill Withers (RIP)

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
Ah, them Grandma’s hands
Soothed a local unwed mother
Grandma’s hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Woh, Grandma’s hands
Used to lift her face and tell her,
She’d say “Baby, Grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus hands”
Grandma’s hands
Ah, them Grandma’s hands
Used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma’s hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Woh, 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 did’n drop no apple core”
But I don’t have Grandma anymore
If I get to heaven I’ll look for
Grandma’s hands
Singer & Songwriter: Bill Withers

BBC: Lean On Me singer Bill Withers dies at 81