Why Did You Marry

Why did you marry? Oh, why did you marry?

You could have been an actress

You could have been a doctor

You could have been somebody

People wish they knew

Why did you marry? Oh, why did you marry?

Did no one ever tell you to fly to the moon

To not get tied down too soon

To shop around?

Oh, all the places you’d go all the folks you'd meet

They’d say that, "honey, you've still got it"

But know that was 20-some-odd-years ago

Today you’re just getting by; you’re just getting by

Why did you marry, oh why did you marry

Did somebody convinced you through sermons and songs

That you could be happy

Just tagging along?

Oh, all the places you’d go all the folks you’d meet

They’d say, "honey, thank god you didn’t end up

Like all of the other girls on your street

They’re just getting by; they’re just getting by"

But I think that I know

Yes, I know why you married

It’s just like in the movies, the novels, and plays

Where no one ever says, "thanks cary grant

But I think I’ll just get my own place"

Oh, all the places you’d go all the folks you'd meet

They’d say that "honey, you still got it

And guess what, we've all got it too, so pull up a seat

We’re just getting by; we’re just getting by"