Written and sung by hank williams
(d) Ill take you to the picture show and babe Ill hold your hand,
Ill sit up in your parlor, let you cool me with your (d7) fan,
Ill (g) listen to your troubles and (d) pet you when you cry, but get
That marryin out of your head, Ill be a (a7) bachelor til I (d) die.
I dont mind honky tonkin round if that will bring you fun,
But somehow I cant undersdtand how one and one make one,
I like to cuddle near you and listen to you lie,
But get that marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die.
Now if you want a helpmate youre wastin lots of time,
cause Im afraid of church bells, how they scare me when they chime,
Ive seen those married people just up and say goodbye,
So get that marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die.
This freedoms mighty precious in this land of liberty,
Ive seen what matrimony done to better men than me,
I dont mind keepin company with the apple of my eye,
But keep that marryin out of your head, Ill be a bachelor til I die.
