(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche)
One in Louisiana
One who travels around
One of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town
I am not their main concern
They are lonely too
I am just an arrow passing through
When they look into my eyes
I know what to do
I make sure the words I say are true
When they send me off at dawn
Pay the driver my fare
They know I am goin' down somewhere
O the married men
The married men
Never would have had a good time again
If it wasn't for the married men
One says he'll come after me
Another one'll drop me a line
One says all o' my agony is in my mind
They know what is wrong with me
None of 'em wants my hand
Soloin' in my traveling wedding band
O the married men
The married men
Makes me feel like a girl again
To run with the married men
One of 'ems got a little boy
Other one he's got two
One of 'ems wife is one week overdue
I know these girls they don't like me
But I am just like them
Pickin' a crazy apple off a stem
Givin' it to the married men
The married men
All o' that time in hell to spend
For kissin' the married men