How Can a Woman Mean So Much?

Bane of my wife, she drained all my life,
and kept me away from the dreams I had.

As a young boy I'd play that song,
With conviction, to a timeless tune.

You were the bane of my life,
A drain on my resources,
I loved you, but oh,
What a waste of time.

But I'm back now in the mainstream of life.
And I'm listenin' to the music of the world.
Well how can a woman mean so much,
When there are children dying - no food.

In my mind I see, contented people, no greed.
I spy with my little eye, people to be freed.
There's no coffee left in the jar today,
and it's the end of the world - priorities.

Food in the dustbin - life in an ashtray!

Listen to the music:
How Can A Woman Mean So Much?
1988 - 3:18 - BM150

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© John Buckingham 1988