The Appletree Theatre - Don't Blame It on Your Wife lyrics

She works so hard all day long In the fields on the hottest days She'd never complain And she wonders sometimes if it ever pays She's an okay farmer, she's a good wife And she's yours for your life Don't put her down, she'll be there 'til you're dead Buy her a tractor instead Buy her a tractor instead She forces a smile in the morning To help you get out of your bed She's always there first And she slaves in the kitchen to see that you're fed She's an okay farmer, she's a good wife And she's yours for your life Don't put her down, she'll be there 'til you're dead Take her to town instead Buy her a nightgown instead I see that you'r unamused When you find out they're dressing For dinner at night Don't blame it on your wife I see that you look confused When you find out your life Is different than mine Don't blame it on your wife Don't put her down, she'll be there 'til you're dead Take her to town instead Buy her a nightgown instead Buy her a tractor instead