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 Honey
you've still got it
But no that was
twenty 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 convince you
Through sermons and psalms
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 Honey
you've 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