My Handy Man Ain't Handy No More (Album Version)

My Handy Man Ain't Handy No More - Alberta Hunter

Now whoever said a good man is hard to find

Positively absolutely sure was blind

Cause I just found the best man that ever was

And here's just a few of the things that he does

He shakes my ashes

Greases my griddle

Churns my butter

And he strokes my fiddle

My man is such a handy man

Now he threads my needle

And he creams my wheat

Heats my heater

And he chops my meat (he's a mess)

My man is such a handy man

Now I don't care if you believe it or not

He's a mighty nice man to have around

Cause when my furnace gets too hot

He's right there to turn my damper down

For everything that man of mine's got a scheme

And honey it's amazing the way he handles my machine

My man is such a handy man

Oh that man is a mess

He flaps my flapjacks

Cleans off the table

Feeds the horses in my stable

My man is such a handyman

And do you know sometimes he's up way before dawn

Busy cleaning the rough edges off my lawn

My man is such a handyman

Now he never has a single word to say

While he's working hard (poor soul)

And I'd give anything if you could see the way

He handles my front yard

Now my ice never gets a chance to melt away

Cause he sees that I get a nice fresh piece everyday

My man is such a handyman