Marty Robbins - My woman my woman my wife

^CHands that are strong but ^Emwrinkled Doing ^Fwork that never gets ^G7done ^CHair that's lost some of its ^Embeauty By ^Ftoo many hours in the ^G7sun

^CEyes that show some disa^Emppointment And ^Fthere's been quite a lot in her ^G7life ^CShe's the foundation I ^D7lean on ^CMy woman ^G7my woman ^Cmy wife

Everyday has been ^Emuphill we ^Fclimb But we can't reach the ^G7top I'm ^Cweak and I'm easily dis^Emcouraged She ^Fjust smiles when I want to ^G7stop

L^Cips that are weary but t^Emender With ^Flove that strengthens my ^G7life A ^Csaint in a dress made of ^Fgingham My ^Cwoman my ^G7woman my ^Cwife

^FTwo little babies were ^EMborn in the spring But ^Fdied when the ^G7winter was ^Cnew ^AmI lost control of my ^Emmind and my soul But my ^D7woman's faith carried us ^G7through

W^Chen she reaches that r^Emiver ^FLord you know what she's ^G7worth ^CGive her that mansion up ^Emyonder Cause she's been thru hell here on ^G7earth

^CLord give her my share of ^Emheaven If I've ^Fearned any here in this ^G7life Cause ^CGod I believe she de^Fserves it My ^Cwoman my ^G7woman my ^Cwife