(Mr. Biddle) I've been bit on my finger
It could have been my leg
It could have been my head
I might have died
In a time of mortal peril any man should expect
That his family will come rushing to his side
What's wrong with that
What's wrong with that
My family rushing to my side
What's wrong with that
I'm a good hearted husband
I'm generous and kind
No wife could have a life as free of cares
So when a good hearted husband has been bit
It's only right that his wife should share the agony he bears
What's wrong with that
What's wrong with that
I want my wife to share my life
What's wrong with that
Here in this house I'm raising three strong intelligent children
Where are they now in their father's time of need
I give them private tutors
The finest physical train
All in vain
Oh, the pain
I believe in the Bible
(Cordie) I believe in Uncle Sam
And as sure as Old Glory waves above
(Mr. Biddle) I believe a man who's bitten has the right to demand
That his family give him sympathy and love
What's wrong with that
(Cordie) What's wrong with that
(Both) The flag above
The Bible and love
What's wrong with that

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