Well I asked her while she cried what she was doin with her life
She said I could marry a sailor I think that I'd make a good wife
But he would leave for months at sea leaving only the baby and me
And I do not think that I could stay faithful
And I could leave this town for good bringing only some photos and a book
But I'm pretty sure my legs would grow weary
And then she asked how bout me
I said, well, darlin' let me see
I hear wedding bells and see kisses from lovers
Those lovers or so it seems they appear to be you and me
But I could be wrong cause my mind is awful lazy
Now I'm seein something else and it's me all by myself
And I appear to be older and I'm awful lonely
And as I cry I ask God, 'Why? How could you let my poor wife die?'
And I told her not cry to wipe her eyes
Well, if love is all you had
Well, then baby, that's not bad
And if love is all you got
Then that's a hell of a lot
Well, if love is all you had
Well, then baby, that's not bad
And if love is all you got
Then that's a hell of a lot
Well, if love is all you had
Well, then baby, that's not bad
And if love is all you got
Then that's a hell of a lot
Well, if love is all you had
Well, then baby, that's not bad
And if love is all you got
Then that's a hell of a lot
Well, if love is all you had
Well, then baby, that's not bad
And if love is all you got
Then that's a hell of a lot
Well, if love is all you had
Well, then baby, that's not bad
And if love is all you got
Then that's a hell of a lot
