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My Handy Man - Clarence Williams/Ethel Waters
Written by：Eubie Blake/Andy Razaf
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
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 everyday
Lord that man sure is such a handy man
