I'll Not Marry at All
I'm determined to live an old maid
I'll take my stool and sit in the shade
And I'll not marry at all, at all
And I'll not marry at all.
Oh, I'll not marry a man who'd rich
For he'll get drunk and fall in a ditch.
And I'll not marry at all, at all
And I'll not marry at all.
Oh, I'll not marry a man who's poor
For he'll go begging from door to door.
And I'll not marry at all, at all
And I'll not marry at all.
Oh, I'll not marry a man who chews
Or he'll go slobbering from chin to shoes.
And I'll not marry at all, at all
And I'll not marry at all.
Oh, I'll not marry a man who smokes
For that would not please the old folks
And I'll not marry at all, at all
And I'll not marry at all.
Yes, I'm determined to live an old maid
I'll take my stool and sit in the shade
And I'll not marry at all, at all
And I'll not marry at all.
From Americxan Ballads and Songs, Pound
collected from Mabel Conrad Sullivan, Wynnette Montana, 1915
RG
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!