| Well there’s food on the table and love in my heart
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| And a real good woman and a couple of kids
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| And a dog that thinks I’m smart
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| I got a big old mortgage on a little old house
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| And a car that’ll sometimes start
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| But there’s food on the table and love in my heart
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| Oh, the roof is leaking but I care not
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| Gather those buckets, pans and pots
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| Carry 'em throw 'em in the sink a lot
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| I turn the heat up higher
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| I don’t have much that didn’t come free
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| Bills eat up my salary
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| But I can still hang goodies on a Christmas tree
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| And sing by crackling fire
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| And there’s food on the table and love in my heart
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| And a real good woman and a couple of kids
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| And a dog that thinks I’m smart
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| I got a big old mortgage on a little old house
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| And a car that’ll sometimes start
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| But there’s food on the table and love in my heart
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| Well I don’t have money but I sure ain’t poor
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| Many a rich man still wants more
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| Sooner or later he buys the store
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| And he still ain’t satisfied
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| It never took much to make me smile
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| A new pair of jeans to keep in style
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| And a little bit of loving every once in a while
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| To stroke my foolish pride
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| And some food on the table and love in my heart
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| And a real good woman to call me honey
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| And to hold me in the dark
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| Oh, the winds may howl and the roof cave in
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| And the world may fall apart
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| But there’s food on the table and love in my heart
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| Food on the table and love in my heart
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| And a real good woman and a couple of kids
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| And a dog that thinks I’m smart
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| I got a big old mortgage on a little old house
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| And a car that’ll sometimes start
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| But there’s food on the table and love in my heart
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| Food on the table and love in my heart |