Karaoké My Woman, My Woman, My Wife Dean Martin

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 my life

She's the foundation I lean on my woman my woman my wife

Everyday 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 wanna stop

Lips that are weary but tender with love that strengthens my life

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 in 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

'Cos she's been through hell here on earth

Lord, give her my share of Heaven

If I've earned any here in this life

'Cos God

I believe she deserves it

My woman my woman, my wife

My woman

My woman

My wife