Dirty Hands, Dirty Face Lyrics

Wonderful pals are always hard to find
Some folks have one, some folks have none
I was alone for years but fate was kind
And in the end sent me a friend
Although he′s not much higher than my knee
Still he's the greatest thing on earth to me

Dirty hands, dirty face
Leads the neighbors a chase
But to me he′s an angel of joy
Making noise, breaking toys
Always fights with the boys
But his eyes are a vision to see

And when my work is done
Coming home to a setting sun
From the gate he starts to run
Then I kiss my boy

Dirty hands, dirty face
Little devil they say
But to me he's an angel of joy

And when my work is done
Coming home to a setting sun
From the gate he starts to run
Then I kiss my boy

Dirty hands, dirty face
Little devil they say
But to me he's an angel of joy