THE PERFECT LIFE

A little house up on a hill.
With flowers on the windowsill.

A rocking chair of polished pine.
An antique clock with a grand chime.

My favorite man will soon arrive.
He works hard so we can survive.

I love my man and he loves me.
This is the place we want to be.

Our baby son begins to cry.
He fills our hearts with joy and pride.

We'll teach our boy to love the land.
He'll grow to be his father's man.

The little girl that I shall bear
Will learn from me to love and care.

This little dream that I hold
Is possible and can unfold
If the right man should happen to
Come along and make it true.