Single Girl

I'd rather be a single girl, sailin' on the sea
Than to be a married girl,
with a baby on my knee... with a baby on my knee.

A single girl, a single girl, dresses nice and neat
But a married girl, a married girl,
no shoes upon her feet... no shoes upon her feet.

A single girl, a single girl, lays in bed til one
But a married girl, a married, gets up before the sun.
A single girl, a single girl, goes to the store and buys
But a married girl, a married girl,
gotta rock the cradle and cry... gotta rock the cradle and cry.

When I was a single girl boys all courted me
I would move from man to man, just like a honey bee
Single girl is free to roam, where ever love is found
Now that I'm a married girl,
I can't get to town... I can't get to town.

I'd rather be a single girl, sailin' on the sea
Than to be a married girl,
with a baby on my knee... with a baby on my knee.