Positively, absolutely, sure was blind
I found the best that ever was
He's just some of the things he does
Churns my butter, strokes my fiddle
Heats my heater, chops my meat
My man is such a handyman
Don't care if you believe or not
He's just so good to have around
Why, when my furnace gets too hot,
For everything, he's got a scheme.
You ought to see the new starter
Flaps, my flapjacks, cleaned off the table
He feeds the horses in my stable
My man is such a handyman
Sometimes he's up long before dawn
Busy trimming the rough edges
Oh, you can't get away from it
He never has a single thing to say
I wish that you could see the way
He sees that I get no fresh
Now why are you looking at me like that?
I would say that he's good
around the house, you know?
very kind and helpful person.
Why don't you come on over here now
I don't even have a cat, what am I saying?