Hands that are
strong but wrinkled
Doin' work that
never gets done
Hair that has lost
some of the beauty
By too many hours in the sun
Eyes that show
some disappointment
And there's been
quite a lot in her life
She's the foundation I lean on
My woman my woman my wife
Everyday has been uphill
Oh we climb but we
can't reach the top
I'm weak and
I'm easily discouraged
She just smiles
when I want to stop
Lips that are weary but tender
With love that
strengthens my life
A saint in a dress
made of gingham
My woman my woman my wife
Two little babies
were born in the spring
But died when
the winter was new
I lost control of
my mind and my soul
But my woman's faith
carried us through
When she reaches that river
Lord you know
what she's worth
Give her that
mansion up yonder
'Cause she's been
through **** here on earth
Lord give her
my share of Heaven
If I've earned
any here in this life
'Cause God I believe
she deserves it
My woman my woman my wife