Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Handy Man, artist - Ethel Waters. Date of issue: 27.10.2016
Song language: English
My Handy Man |
| Whoever said a good man was hard to find |
| Positively, 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! |
| 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 |