Ralph McTell

Ralph McTell - Pity the Boy lyrics

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Pity the boy who marries for money

Or wealth and position

Thinking his troubles will fade out of mind.

Pity the boy who marries for beauty

Only to find like a flower in the morning it withers and dies.



Better by far to marry for love,

Stay broke for the rest of your days

Than to settle down for the sake of

Ending your rambling ways

And they won't end

And thinking about them

Your time you will spend.



Pity the girl who marries for duty

Believing in time if she works at her heart

It will turn into love.

Pity the girl who marries for strength

And protection, she'll find

In the shade of a great tree nothing can grow.



Better by far to marry for love

And stay broke for the rest of your days

Than to settle down for the sake of

Ending the games you have played

They won't end

And thinking about them 

Your time you will spend.



Bless the child that's born of a union

Grown out of love

He's richer by far, he's got more than enough

Bless the child who walks in that union

Grows in that love

His riches are more than the stars under heaven.
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