The Way I Do

I sit beside her each morning We drink our coffee And talk through the day I go to work And she'll kiss me goodbye And we go along on our ways Then I come back home in the evening Sit down for dinner And maybe a beer Hold her when I'm sleeping Every night Until the morning is near Call me a sinner And I'll call you a fool Damn me to hell And I'll break you the news If I don't get to heaven for loving her true God has never loved a woman the way I do She buys me grocery store flowers And I clean the kitchen When she's too tired to stand We argue sometimes Through wrong and through right I'll keep on holding her hand Call me a sinner And I'll call you a fool Damn me to hell And I'll break you the news If I don't get to heaven for loving her true God has never loved a woman the way I do Loving her's easy As breathing a sigh Get down from Your high horse And answer me why I don't get to heaven For loving her true God has never loved a woman the way I do God has never loved a woman the way I do