I'd rather be a single girl, sailin' on the sea Than to be a married girl, With a baby on my knee... with a baby on my knee. A single girl, a single girl, dresses nice and neat But a married girl, a married girl, No shoes upon her feet... no shoes upon her feet. A single girl, a single girl, lays in bed til one But a married girl, a married, gets up before the sun. A single girl, a single girl, goes to the store and buys But a married girl, a married girl, Gotta rock the cradle and cry... gotta rock the cradle and cry. When I was a single girl boys all courted me I would move from man to man, just like a honey bee Single girl is free to roam, where ever love is found Now that I'm a married girl, I can't get to town... I can't get to town. I'd rather be a single girl, sailin' on the sea Than to be a married girl, With a baby on my knee... with a baby on my knee.