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 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