Sailor Song - The Weeks

Well, I asked her while she cried what she was doin' with her life

She said, 'I could marry a sailor;

I think that I’d make a good wife

But he would leave for months at sea leaving only the baby and me

And I do not think that I could stay faithful

And I could leave this town for good bringing only some photos and a book

But I’m pretty sure my legs would grow weary'

And then she asked how 'bout me?

I said, 'Well, darlin' let me see

I hear wedding bells and see kisses from lovers

Those lovers are so in sync;

they appear to be you and me

But I could be wrong cause my mind is awful lazy

Now I’m seein something else and it’s me all by myself

And I appear to be older and I’m awful lonely

And as I cry I ask God, 'Why?

How could you let my poor wife die?'

And I told her not cry;

to wipe her eyes

Well, if love is all you had

Well, then, Baby, that’s not bad

And if love is all you got

Then that’s a hell of a lot (x5)