Advice to Young Ladies Contemplating Marriage

 E
Girl, don't you marry a rich man,
                                                         B
Though all your girlfriends say it's the smart thing to do;
       D                      E
'Cause one day you're livin' high,
     A                      E
The next day you're livin' low;
      D                    E
He's leavin' you high and dry
     A                            B 
The next time those winds off of Wall Street blow
          E
And that paper you had to sign
             A
Says what's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine.
 B
Girl, don't you marry no rich man.

Girl, don't you marry a stupid man,
Though all your girlfriends say it's the smart thing to do;
You think that you'll do alright
By a fella who's kind of slow;
But he'll rag on you day and night
And when you win the argument he'll never know,
'Cause no matter what you say or do
He's still gonna think that he's smarter than you
So Girl, don't you marry no stupid man.


Girl, don't you marry a pretty man,
Though all your girlfriends say it's the smart thing to do;
He'll put your nerves to the test
And leave you in dark despair
When it takes him three hours to get dressed,
And the drains are all clogged with his long, flowing hair.
I'm tellin' you for a fact:
If he borrows your sweaters don't ask for them back.
Girl, don't you marry no pretty man.

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If you want to be his wife,
If you want to have his sex,
Remember you're stuck for life
If you don't want to be known as some turkey's ex;
So Honey take my advice,
Don't marry at all and you'll thank me twice.
Girl, don't you marry no rich man.