I can’t crib at being alive

It ain’t too bad. I got this place – 

A woman with a smashing face

(And other things) I took to wive

Not wealthily, but happily – 

Yeah, the world’s okay for me

Well, she transformed it in a sense – 

I went along, quite bright of mind

But to things of the heart quite blind

Messing my life – in short, real dense

She changed all that. Her eyes are blue. 

Her hair is gold. Her love is true. 

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