You can tell me how it feels to be alone, to go on in life You can tell me how it feels to be lost and be the lonely one You can tell me how it makes you feel to know you'd done your best And after all the great gar and you want me fail the test Guess you've heard that all those things better want them not at all And that everyone should give his destiny If you headed for that thing called matrimony Oh, I hope you have much better luck than me ♪ You can teach me any rules of this old game I can show you all the way to slip around I can name all sorts and my spots in the country And I have hardly been outside of town Guess I know you cannot do something that you've never have And within a wall, I know I will be brink So if you headed for that thing called matrimony Oh, I hope you'd have much better luck than me