Sailor Song

Well, I asked her while she cried, what she was doin' with her life She said, "I could marry a sailor; I think that I'd make a good wife But he would leave for months at sea, leaving only the baby and me And I do not think that I could stay faithful And I could leave this town for good, bringing only some photos and a book But I'm pretty sure my legs would grow weary" And then she asked how 'bout me? I said, "Well, darlin' let me see I hear wedding bells and see kisses from lovers Those lovers are so in sync; they appear to be you and me But I could be wrong 'cause my mind is awful lazy Now I'm seein something else and it's me all by myself And I appear to be older and I'm awful lonely" And as I cry I ask God, 'Why? How could you let my poor wife die?' And I told her not cry; to wipe her eyes Well, if love is all you had Well, then, baby, that's not bad And if love is all you got Then, that's a hell of a lot Well, if love is all you had Well, then, baby, that's not bad And if love is all you got Then, that's a hell of a lot If love is all you had Well, then, baby, that's not bad And if love is all you got That's a hell of a lot If love is all you had Well, then, baby, that's not bad And if love is all you got That's a hell of a lot If love is all you had Well, then, baby, that's not bad And if love is all you got Then, that's a hell of a lot Hell of a lot