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.