She Belongs To Me Lyrics

Freddie Hart She Belongs To Me

She know how to make me laugh when I'm unhappy
She can make my biggest worries seem so small
And when I get to feeling moody and discouraged
She just holds me close and I feel ten feet tall
I come home most every night to TV dinners
For she's really not the cook I know she'd like to be
Oh but a smile across the table says I love you
And I thank the Lord that she belongs to me

She likes to go around the house wearing blue jeans
Harry Roder's sneakers on her feet
And I catch her doing things she really shouldn't
Like playing baseball with the kids out in the street
When I call her on the phone just say I'm working late
She understands and waits up so patiently
And she welcomes me home to my private heaven
Oh and I thank the Lord that she belongs to me
Mhm I thank the Lord that she belongs to me