First Year Blues

Now I've been married about six months
 Only six months you see
 The first three months was all okay
 The last three is killin' me
 My wife began to hissin', she cut down on her kissin'
 And then she failed to shine my shoes
 My shirts became wrinkled
 My pants with dirt were sprinkled
 And I took the first year blues
 Well then she started naggin'
 She left the sink a'saggin'
 With dishes piled up high
 No food upon the table, she said, "If I get able
 I cook something bye and bye"
 Then I began to wonder, if I had made a blunder
 When I said, "I do", she must have read my thinkin'
 Her eyes began to blinkin' and that gal broke in to
 Well I heard the dishes crashin'
 And I began to dashin'
 Gettin' out of sight
 For right there was my honey
 On who I'd spent my money, turnin' into dynamite
 Then after she'd exploded, her meanness all unloaded
 And things began to simmer down
 I found myself a'bleedin' and very much a'needin'
 Of stitches taken all around
 Well then she started cryin', I felt myself a'sighin'
 And then I took her in my arms
 I was afraid to scold her, so I just gently told her
 She didn't do a bit of harm
 Now the first six months is over and I am much the older
 And experienced with a wife
 If I can take the next six, my friends all say I'll be fixed
 To take it the rest of my life