When I was single, Lord I dressed so fine
Now that I'm married, Lord, I go ragged all the time
Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again

Got the dishes to wash and the spring to do to
When you are married, Lord you've got it all to do
Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again

I got three little babies lying in the bed
One of them's so weary Lord, he can't raise up his head
Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again

 [bad word] that [bad word] and he call them all a bunch of fools
So I wash their little feet and I send them off to school
Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again

When I was single, I ate biscuits and pie
Now that I'm married, it's eat cornbreador die
Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again

When I was single, marrying was all I craved
Now that I'm married, Lord, I'll go troubled to my grave
Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again
Yeah, Oh, Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again.