There ain't nothing left but leaving from then on
But she's the one who keeps you goin'
Or else you'll stagger in some night
You better wrap her in your arms
The one who worships you in spite of that old rowdy ground
She's not the President's first lady
She ain't no motion picture star
Thank God she won't leave you alone
The one who makes you who you are
And strap some good old fashioned love and honor
And find an empty house that was your home
Well, it's that woman there behind you
She's not the president's first lady
To shuck it all and get down on the highway
When you'd swear, hope was gone
Well, buddy let me tell you
She's the mother of your children
Who'll stay awake to give you help
The one who makes you who you are
And thank the Lord you finally made it home
So if your thinkin' how you'd like
A woman you can count on
That you used to walk on
She ain't no motion picture star
But it's that woman there behind you
She's the mother of your children
When you'd swear hope is gone
Even when she knows you've done her wrong
But she's the one who keeps you goin'
