Ill take you to the picture show and babe Ill hold your hand
Ill sit up in your parlor, let you cool me with your fan
Ill listen to your troubles and pet you when you cry, but get
That marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die
I don't mind honky tonkin round if that will bring you fun
But somehow I cant undersdtand how one and one make one
I like to cuddle near you and listen to you lie
But get that marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die
Now if you want a helpmate youre wastin lots of time
cause I'm afraid of church bells, how they scare me when they chime
Ive seen those married people just up and say goodbye
So get that marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die
This freedoms mighty precious in this land of liberty
Ive seen what matrimony done to better men than me
I don't mind keepin company with the apple of my eye
But keep that marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die
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