I’M DOING ALL I CAN DO

Hello, yes I’m Mrs. Johnson.

It's true, I'm ugly and I’m fat.

Yet you wonder why I don’t leave this brute.

Let me tell you all about that

Mr. Johnson was the first man

To give me the time of day

He didn’t see me as ugly or disgustingly fat

So I let him have his way.

When he offered me the chance

To marry him and be his wife

I knew it was more than I even deserved

It was a chance for a decent life

I came to love Mr. Johnson.

He gave me kids and a real nice house.

Who knew he‘d come to worship drink

And turn against his spouse ?

He lost one job after another

Not his fault is what he usually said

But he started to swill all that hard liquor

Hitting so hard I wished I were dead.

He’d work at anything that paid

Taking any job he could get

The day I offered to work and help out

Was a time I lived to  regret

He said I insulted his manhood
So I got  kicked in the back and the groin
But I’ve got three babies and he says I’m dumb
So where do you suppose I’ll be going?

Mr. Johnson says he loves me.

Insisting  that he can change

When he hears me praying to God to bless him

He says it makes him feel strange.

He says it won't be hard to commit

To the God I say I love

Then he’ll ask for the help he needs to quit

From the ultimate healer above

That’s why I won’t leave my husband

Though he's said this a lot  before

But this time he promised to ask the Lord's help

So at least that will open a door.