Why Did You Marry?

Why did you marry? Oh, why did you marry?
You could have been an actress.
You could have been a doctor.
You could have been somebody,
People wish they knew.
Why did you marry? Oh, why did you marry?
Did no one ever tell you to fly to the moon,
To not get tied down too soon,
To shop around?
Oh, all the places you’d go all the folks you'd meet,
they’d say that, "Honey, you've still got it,"
But know that was 20-some-odd-years ago
Today you’re just getting by; you’re just getting by.
Why did you marry, oh why did you marry
Did somebody convinced you through sermons and songs,
That you could be happy,
Just tagging along?
All the places you’d go all the folks you’d meet,
They’d say, "Honey, thank God you didn’t end up
Like all of the other girls on your street
They’re just getting by; they’re just getting by."
But I think that I know. Yes, I know why you married
It’s just like in the movies, the novels, and plays
Where no one ever says, "Thanks Cary Grant,
But I think I’ll just get my own place."
Oh, all the places you’d go all the folks you'd meet,
They’d say that "Honey, you still got it
And guess what, we've all got it too, so pull up a seat,
We’re just getting by; we’re just getting by."