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"