Hands that are strong but wrinkledDoing work that never gets doneHair that's lost some of her beautyFar too many hours in the sunEyes that show some disappointmentAnd there's been quite a lot in her lifeShe's the foundation, AlinaShe's the foundation, AlinaMy woman, my woman, my wifeEvery day it's been uphillHow we climb but we can't reach the topI'm weak and I'm easily discouragedI'm weak and I'm easily discouragedI'm weak and I'm easily discouragedShe just smiles when I want to stopLips that are weary but tenderWith love that strengthens my lifeA saint in a dress made of gin and wineMy woman, my woman, my wifeTwo little babies were born in the springBut died when that winter was newI lost control of my mindAnd I'm not sure if I'll ever see you againMy soul, but my woman's faithCarried us throughLord, when she reaches that riverLord, you know, yes you knowWhat she's worthGive her that mansion way up yonderCause she's been through hell here on earthGive her my share of heavenIf I've earned any and there's lifeCause God, I believe she deserves itThe only one worth for my lifeMy woman, my woman, my wifeJust you and I areiceJust you and I areiceMy woman, my woman, my wifeJust you and I areiceJust you and I areiceJust you and I areiceThank you.