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You wouldn't believe the number of times
I've heard somebody say
'How come some guy
Some handsome prince
Hasn't swept you away?'
But I take off on that tour bus
A different city every night
And doing what I love to do
Makes it hard to be a wife

You wouldn't believe the number of times
I've been asked that myself
Well, folks can't understand
Why a heart like mine
Is still on the shelf
But I'm married to my music
And I have been most my life
That makes it hard to be a husband
It makes it hard to be a wife

'Cause I'd rather play the Grand Ole Opry
Than go out to dinner and a movie
An' right now I'm not thinkin'
'Bout a family of my own
'Cause the band's on stage
And I'm late for my show

There's folks who think
My life is lacking
'Cause my time at home
Is usually spent packing
You might assume
That I don't have a clue
What love's about
Oh, but I know love
Of that I have no doubt

'Cause you wouldn't believe
The way it feels to hear somebody say
'Your song sure means a lot to me
It got me through a real tough day'
And if hearing words like that
Means giving up my social life
Then I've got all the friends I need
On that front row
And I've got all the friends I need
On that back row
And we can't see those folks
Unless we're never home
And that makes it hard to be a wife
And hard to be a husband

And that makes it hard to be a wife

©My Mulligan Music / Songs Of Universal Inc