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Here are the words as close as I could come to them, and the chords are as
you would like to play them as C-Am-Dm7-G7 or C-Em-F-G, in any
configuration, it seems to work out fairly well.
MY WOMAN, MY WOMAN, MY WIFE
Marty Robbins
Hands that are strong, but wrinkled
Doing work that never gets done.
Hair that's 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,
We've climbed 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 Seine and 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 I believe she deserves it,
My Woman, My Woman, My Wife
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