Ethel Waters - My Handy Man Lyrics

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Whoever said a good man was hard to find,

Postively, absolutely sure was blind;

I found the best that ever was,

Here's just some of the things he does:

He shakes my ashes, greases my griddle,

Churns my butter, strokes my fiddle;

My man is such a handy man!

He threads my needle, creams my wheat,

Heats my heater, chops my meat;

My man is such a handy man!

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Don't care if you believe or not,

He sure is good to have around;

Why, when my furnace gets too hot,

He's right there to turn my damper down!

For everything he's got a scheme;

You ought to see his new starter that he uses on my machine;

My man is such a handy man!

He flaps my flapjacks, cleans off the table, He feeds the horses in my stable; My man is such a handy man!

He's God's gift!

Sometimes he's up long before dawn,

Busy trimming the rough edges off my lawn;

Oooh, you can't get away from it! He's such a handy man!

Never has a single thing to say,

While he's working hard;

I wish that you could see the way

He handles my front yard!

My ice don't get a chance to melt away,

He sees that I get that old fresh piece every day;

Lord, that man sure is such a handy man!

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