Handy Man Songtext

von The Men They Couldn't Hang

At the end of the summer I found my choice
Working at the shipyard or a penniless college boy
Homework in a satchel or money in my hand
Simple mathematics even I could understand

Bring bargains to your door
Waiting for that lucky draw
These days I am a Handy Man
Cutting grass and lifting sacks
Swinging down the spade and axe
These days I am a Handy Man

Grandpa was a welder, my Dad was a stevedore
We went to work in Autumn down by the Woolston shore
Grandpa took the handshake and I went self employed
Rolling drunks and chasing punks like all the other boys

The workforce was re-organised and that included me
I claimed the supplementary, got some new training scheme

Now I'm selling onions in the richer part of town
It makes those women glad to have a Handy Man around...