Sweet Providing Woman - Paul Otten

a truth hit me upside the head

it wound me up and let me fly

that i couldn’t be nothin

i wouldn’t be nothin without

this sweet providing woman

i couldn’t be the wind in your sails

i couldn’t be the apple of your eye

i just couldn’t be nothin

i wouldn’t be nothin without

this sweet providing woman

i wouldn’t have a ghost of a chance

i wouldn’t have this fight in my soul

i wouldn’t be nothin

i couldn’t be nothin without

this sweet providing woman

this sweet providing woman

this sweet providing woman