Why did you marry
Oh why did you marry
You could've been an actress
You could've been a doctor
You could've 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, "Honey you've still got it."
But no that was twenty-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 convince you
Through sermons and psalms
That you could be happy
Just taggin along
Oh 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. "Honey, you've 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."