Man gets born Into the world Spends his whole time Lookin' for a girl He wants to get married Take himself a wife You can hear him say on his wedding day All that trouble and strife cuts you like a knife Buys himself a home Four square walls He wants to call his own He gets himself a mortgage And lots of trouble and strife You can hear him say, everyday That trouble and strife cuts you like a knife He goes to work each day on the crowded factory floor Just to keep his wife in style like the folks that live next door He comes home at half past six, He can't take nomore What's he doing it for? Man grows old Leaving behind His good woman to cry She looks after his children Like the faithful wife You can hear her say now her man's away All that trouble and strife cuts you like a knife