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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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- Miscellaneous
- The Best Of
- 8 Frames a Second: Expanded Edition
- The Best of Ralph McTell
- Affairs of the Heart
- The Definitive Transatlantic Collection
- Live At Troubadour Festival 1997
- Affairs of the Heart: A Collection of His Love Songs
- Somewhere Down The Road
- Streets of London: The Best of Ralph McTell
- Spiral Staircase
- Spiral Staircase: Expanded Edition
- Streets of London: The Best of Ralph McTell (22)
- Streets of London: Best of Ralph McTell
- Eight Frames a Second
- From Clare to Here: The Songs of Ralph McTell
- The Definitive Collection
- Right Side Up
- Streets of London and Other Story Songs
- Sand in Your Shoes