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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!
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! Send " My Handy Man" Ringtone to your Cell