Freddie Hart - She Belongs to Me lyrics

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