My Woman My Woman My Wife

Hands that are strong but wrinkled doing work that never 
gets done
Hair that's lost some of its 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

Every day has been uphill 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 
hell 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
My woman my woman my wife