Should have married for money Like any woman in her right mind would do Instead I settled for love And don't you know that that's the worst thing you can do We fell short on rent We fell short on good time Now I got nothing to my name His name that I took for mine See I come from the country From a family of status and pride To counting tips in the city As a low-class, working man's bride We fell short on rent We fell short on good time Now I got nothing to my name His name that I took for mine Now I'm back in the country With what little is left of my prime I got the ranch now I just need a cowboy On that forty-ninth parallel line ♪ Should have married for money Like any woman in her right mind would do Instead I settled for love And don't you know that that's the worst thing you can do