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I'll take you to the picture show and babe I'll hold your hand |
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I'll sit up in your parlor let you cool me with your fan |
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I'll listen to your troubles and pet you when you cry |
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But get that marrying out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I die |
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I done my honky tonkin' round and had a lot of fun |
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But somehow I can't understand how one and one makes one |
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I like to cuddle near you and listen to you lie |
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But get that marrying out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I die |
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[ fiddle - steel ] |
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Now if you want a help mate you're just wasting lots of time |
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Cause I'm afraid of church bells how they scare me when they chime |
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I've seen those married people just up and say goodbye |
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So keep that marrying out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I die |
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This freedom's mighty precious in this land of liberty |
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I've seen what matrimony's done to better men than me |
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I don't mind keeping comp'ny with the apple of my eye |
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But keep that marrying out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I die |
