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A poor woman that doesn't want to marry a rich man. |
| "Marry a rich man!" they said to me, "He'll make you happy, care free!" "No", I replied ever so loud "A rich man would be foolish, he'd be to proud." "But don't you want satan clothes?" "I'd rather have rags that only a widow could sew." "A nice large house with pigs to slaughter" "I'd rather have a cottage with two sons and a daughter" Then I ran off with nothing more to say, running into another day. Meeting a man ever so poor, two months later we became married at the church front door. Back at the village people wouldn't stop asking, it became more of a hobby than there average tasking. "You married a poor man!" "As did I" "You married a poor man!" "I suppose I tried" "You married a poor man!" "So I've heard" "You married a poor man!" "You spread the word?" "You married a poor man does he love you?" "His and my love is only true." |