I Wish I was A Single Girl Again
Oh, when I was single, for marriage did I crave,
Now I am married, Lord, it’s troubled to my grave.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
When I was single, my shoes they did squeak,
Now I am married, my shoes they do leak.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wash I was a single girl again?
When I was single, I eat biscuits and pie,
Now I am married, it’s eat cornbread or die.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
When I was single I dressed mighty fine.
Now I am married, Lord, go ragged all the time.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
It’s clothes to wash and spring to go to,
When you are married, Lord, you’ve got it all to do.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Two little babies a crying for bread,
With none to give them I wish I was dead.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Wash the young-uns and send them to school.
Along comes a drunkard and calls them a fool.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
When my husband comes home it’s a fuss and a row,
Them blame little babies are all crying now.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Don’t I wish I was a single girl again? 1972
Oh, when I was single, for marriage did I crave,
Now I am married, Lord, it’s troubled to my grave.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
When I was single, my shoes they did squeak,
Now I am married, my shoes they do leak.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wash I was a single girl again?
When I was single, I eat biscuits and pie,
Now I am married, it’s eat cornbread or die.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
When I was single I dressed mighty fine.
Now I am married, Lord, go ragged all the time.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
It’s clothes to wash and spring to go to,
When you are married, Lord, you’ve got it all to do.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Two little babies a crying for bread,
With none to give them I wish I was dead.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Wash the young-uns and send them to school.
Along comes a drunkard and calls them a fool.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
When my husband comes home it’s a fuss and a row,
Them blame little babies are all crying now.
Lord, don’t I wish I was a single girl again?
Don’t I wish I was a single girl again? 1972