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My Handy Man Lyrics
Whoever said a good man is hard to find
Positively absolutely sure was
blind
I've found the best man there ever was
Here's just some of
the things that my man does
Why he shakes my ashes, greases my
grittle
Chimes my butter and he strokes my fiddle
My man is such a
handy man (oh yes he is)
He threads my needle, creams my wheat
Heats my heater and he chops my meat
My man is such a handy man
Now I don't care if you believe it or not
He's so good to have
around
And when my furnace gets too hot
He's right there and turns
my damper down
Why for everything he's got a scheme
You
oughta see that new stuff he uses on my machine
That man is such a handy
man (he's God's gift girls)
Why he flaps my flapjacks, cleans off
my table
Feeds my horses out in my stable
That man is such a handy
man, mmm yeah
Sometimes he's up long before the dawn
Busy
trimmin' the rough edges off my front lawn
Yeah that man is such a handy
man
Why you know he never has a single word to say
No not
while he's working hard
And I wished that you could see the way
He
handles my front yard
Yeah you know my ice don't get a chance to
melt away
Cause he sees that I get that fresh piece every day
My
man, my man is such a handy man
And I ain't kiddin'!
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