Little girl, I want to marry you I see you walking, baby, down the street Pushing that baby carriage at your feet I see the lonely ribbon in your hair Tell me I am the man for whom you put it there You never smile girl, you never speak You just walk on

Teardrops in my eyes Standin' at the station That's why I'm standin' at the station Wonderin' why You love him more than you love me You wanna marry him Make a family Well I'm standin' at the station Sad as a man can be

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Pretty eyed, pirate smile She was the seamstress for the band She'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must

All come to look for America Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy I said as we boarded a Greyhound

Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Baby, in your hand, baby, in your hand (Traditional) Baby, when you marry your railroad man Every day'll be pay day, dollar bill in your hand Mary and the baby

I know you send me Honest you do Darling you send me At first I thought it was infatuation But woo, it's lasted so long Now I find myself wanting To marry you and take you home Honest you do, honest you do Honest you do, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

I'll say will you marry me I swear that I will mean it Ooh whoa ooh oh 105 is the number that comes to my head When I think of all the years I wanna be with you Wake up every morning with you in my bed That's precisely what I plan to do Buy you

I'll meet you when you're out Of the church at the back door Don't wait or say a single vow And they said, "speak now" I am not the kind of girl Who should be rudely bargin' in on a white veil occasion Who should be marryin' the wrong girl Don't say yes,

Oh Mary Mary How could I've been so blind? Couldn't see it at the time Yeah Jenny was a kind you call up late for a date on Friday night Didn't ever matter how much I had to drink she'd come and give me a ride Yeah Becky was a hell-raising dart throwing