(Words & music by J. B. Coats). Living below in this old sinful world. Hardly a comfort can afford. Striving alone to face temptation so. Now won't you tell me.
(What my woman can't do can't be done). Well it amazes me how she can change my mind. When it seems to be impossible my God she can do it everytime. And the way she always loves me she's got that down perfect too.