Dirty Hands, Dirty Face Songtext
von Al Jolson

Wonderful pals are always hard to find
Some folks have one, some folks have none
And 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 for me

Dirty hands, dirty face
Leads the neighbors a-chase
But his smile is as cute as can be
Making noise, breaking toys
He′s always fighting the boys
But his eyes, they're a vision to see

And when my work is done
Coming home from the setting sun
At the gate, he will start to run
And then, I'll kiss my boy


Dirty hands, dirty face
"Little devil", that′s what they say
But to me, he′s an angel of joy
Dirty hands, dirty face
Leads the neighbors a-chase
But his smile, his little smile is as cute as can be

Making noise, breaking toys
He's always fighting the boys
But his eyes, they′re his mother's
And they′re a vision to me

And when my work is done
Coming home, coming home to the setting sun
From the gate, he'll start to run
And then, oh, I′ll kiss my boy
Dirty hands, dirty face
"Little devil", that's what they say
But to me, he's an angel of joy