Soon after I was married

a happy man to be,

my wife turn'd out a saucy jade,

we never could  agrée:

I dare not call the house

my own or anythingsl" 

That's in't; For if I only speak a word

she's just like fire from flint.

 

My very hair I dare not cut,

my clothes I dare not wear,

she even takes them all away

and leaves me cold and bare.

She railes at me when I am sick,

she`s worse when I am well;

Ah, now I know a scolding wife

exceeds the pains of hell.

 

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