A Married Man - Bill Morrissey, Cormarc McCarthy

    I got married and settled down
    I use a smaller brush now to paint the town
    I still drink my whiskey I just water it down
    No more showing up in night court
    One day late and two dollars short
    I still play the dogs but just for sport

    [Chorus]
    A married man, a married man
    Some women think they can turn a bum into a saint
    Well look out mama, now here I come
    You've got the same old bum with a new coat of paint

    I'm in love this time I swear it's true
    I meant both words when I said "I do"
    And I liked it when she said it too
    I ain't no sow's ear, I ain't no silk purse
    I spend my days at home writing idiot verse
    Still my wife knows she could have done much worse

    [Repeat Chorus]

    There's two names printed on the checks
    There's Bud in the 'fridge instead of Beck's
    And I ain't seen any side effects
    I got married and settled down
    I use a smaller brush to paint the town
    I still drink my whiskey I just water it down
    I water it down

    © 1984 by Bill Morrissey & Cormac McCarthy

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