Like the first apartment that we had that bompy little couch that made into a bed
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Shower down the hall and footsteps through the wood she said it's just fine
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Times were hard for us for quite a while
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But through those hungry days she faced it with a smile
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Not wanting me to know she's carrying my child she tried to ease my mind
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And for my woman's love for my woman's love
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Each day I thank the Lord above for my sweet woman's love
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Through the years of moving town to town
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Still searching for a dream somehow we never found
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And wondering if we would ever settle down her love never died
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And if I have many things today I owe it to the love I had along the way
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No matter what went wrong no matter come what may she stood by my side
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And for my woman's love...
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For my woman's love...
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For My Woman's Love
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| Glen Campbell |
