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.