She

looks

in

the

mir

-

ror,

and

stares

at

the

wrin-

kles

that

weren't

there

yes-

ter-

day;

and

thinks

of

the

young

man

that

she

al-

most

mar

-

ried,

what

would

he

think

if

he

saw

her

this

way?

She

picks

up

her

a

-

pron

in

lit-

tle

girl

fash

-

ion,

as

some

-

thing

comes

in

-

to

her

mind;

slow

-

ly

starts

danc

-

ing,

re-

mem-

b'ring

her

girl

-

hood

and

all

of

the

boys

she

had

wait

-

ing

in

line.

Ah,

such

are

the

dreams

of

the

ev

-

ery-

day

house-

wife

you

see

ev-

ery

-

where,

an

-

y-

time

of

the

day.

An

ev-

ery

-

day

house-

wife

who

gave

up

the

good

life

for

me.

The

pho-

to

-

graph

al

-

bum

she

takes

from

the

clos

-

et,

and

slow

-

ly

turns

the

page;

and

care-

ful-

ly

picks

up

the

crum-

bl-

ing

flow

-

er,

the

first

one

he

gave

her,

now

with

-

ered

with

age.

She

clos

-

es

her

eyes,

and

touch-

es

the

house-

dress

that

sud-

den-

ly

dis-

ap-

pears.

And

just

for

the

mo

-

ment

she's

wear-

ing

the

gown

that

broke

all

their

minds

-

back

so

man-

y

years.

Ah,

such

are

the

dreams

of

the

ev

-

ery-

day

house-

wife

you

see

ev-

ery

-

where,

an

-

y-

time

of

the

day.

An

ev-

ery

-

day

house-

wife

who

gave

up

the

good

life

for

me.

Ah,

such

are

the

dreams

of

the

ev

-

ery-

day

house-

wife

you

see

ev-

ery

-

where,

an

-

y-

time

of

the

day.

An

ev-

ery

-

day

house-

wife

who

gave

up

the

good

life

for

me.

Ah,

such

are

the

dreams

of

the

ev

-

ery-

day

house-

wife

you

see

ev-

ery

-

where,

an

-

y-

time

of

the

day.

An

ev-

ery

-

day

house-

wife

who

gave

up

the

good

life

for

me.