my man
Sometimes I say, if I just could get away with my man
Hed go straight sure as fate for it never is too late for a man
I just like to dream of a cottage by a stream with my man
Where a few flowers grew, and perhaps a kid or two like my man
And then my eyes get wet, I almost forget
Til he gets hot, and tells me not to talk such rot
Oh my man I love him so, hell never know
All my life is just despair, but I dont care
When he takes me in his arms, the world is bright
All right
Whats the difference if I say Ill go away
When I know Ill come back on my knees someday
For whatever my man is, Im his forevermore