I'm a poor unhappy married man I have an awful wife Though I do everything for her Still she plagues my life Though I do everything that's right She'll find some fault somehow And If I stay out late at night There's sure to be a row
Chorus There's sure to be a row There's sure to be a row Do all in your life for to please your wife Or there's sure to be a row
She wakes me in the morning In such a cruel way She kicks me out upon the floor Not a cross word dare I say I have to wash my socks and fronts, My shirts also I vow That if I don't wash hers aswell There's sure to be a row
Chorus There's sure to be a row There's sure to be a row Do all in your life for to please your wife Or there's sure to be a row
I hand her up my wages After working all the week I hand her up my wages And still she has the cheek To hand me twopence for myself And that I have to vow That if I spend it all at once There's sure to be a row
Chorus There's sure to be a row There's sure to be a row Do all in your life for to please your wife Or there's sure to be a row
She's taken in a lodger And he's single by and by She says we must make room for him So I on the sofa lie They eat the meat give me the bones Now that don't seem right somehow And if I dare to say one Then there's sure to be a row
Chorus There's sure to be a row There's sure to be a row Do all in your life for to please your wife Or there's sure to be a row
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