She's Mine - Grateful Dead

Well she’s little and she’s low, right down on the ground

Well the way she acts makes a rabbit huddle 'round

She’s mine, well she’s mine little and low crippled and she’s blind

Everybody’s laughin' where I go 'cause I’m leading my old lady

Down the road, but she’s mine

Well she’s mine little and low poor child crippled and blind

She’s my baby crippled and blind

She’s still my girl, she’s mine