That's a Woman

Chestnut hair with just a touch of gray Shadows of a few more years on her face That ain't the girl that I knew yesterday Oh no, now, that's a woman Up and runnin' at the crack of dawn There ain't always time to get her make-up on But she's more beautiful without it all Oh, yeah, that's a woman She's got a grace that I don't understand She can move mountains with those tender hands She makes a king out of a common man Yeah, that's me, lucky me, oh, yeah She makes a king out of a common man Yeah, that's me, yeah, that's me And in the evening when the kids are down And I can see she's gettin' sleepy now Still, she finds some time for me somehow Ooh, now, that's a woman