It`s cost me a lot
But there`s one thing that I`ve got
It`s my man.
Cold and wet
Tired, you bet
But all that I soon forget
With my man.
He`s not much for looks
And no hero out of books
Is my man.
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him.
I don`t know why I should.
He isn`t good.
He isn`t true.
He beats me too.
What can I do?
Oh, my man I love him so.
He`ll never know.
All my life is just despair,
But I don`t care.
When he takes me in his arms
The world is right, all right.
What`s the difference if I say
I`ll go away
When I know I`ll come back on my knees some day?
For whatever my man is
I am his forever more.