To you my love I gave my heartI prayed that we would never part
We took a chance on true romance
Now I've become just an old fart
If our love were put on a chart
And were measured right from the start
We took a chance with no finance
And now our love's a work of art
And as our beauty falls apart
Our love's more beautiful at heart
As years advance our love does dance
I thank the Lord for Cupid's dart
So if a man were really smart
He'd go check out the marriage mart
And take a chance on true romance
And never from that state depart
