The Married Men

(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche) One in Louisiana One who travels around One of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town I am not their main concern They are lonely too I am just an arrow passing through When they look into my eyes I know what to do I make sure the words I say are true When they send me off at dawn Pay the driver my fare They know I am goin' down somewhere O the married men The married men Never would have had a good time again If it wasn't for the married men One says he'll come after me Another one'll drop me a line One says all o' my agony is in my mind They know what is wrong with me None of 'em wants my hand Soloin' in my traveling wedding band O the married men The married men Makes me feel like a girl again To run with the married men One of 'ems got a little boy Other one he's got two One of 'ems wife is one week overdue I know these girls they don't like me But I am just like them Pickin' a crazy apple off a stem Givin' it to the married men The married men All o' that time in hell to spend For kissin' the married men