(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche)



One in Louisiana

one who travels around

one of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town



I am not their main concern

they are lonely too

I am just an arrow passing through



When they look into my eyes

I know what to do



I make sure the words I say are true



When they send me off at dawn

pay the driver my fare

they know I am goin' down somewhere



O the married men

the married men

never would have had a good time again

if it wasn't for the married men



One says he'll come after me

another one'll drop me a line

one says all o' my agony is in my mind



They know what is wrong with me

none of 'em wants my hand

soloin' in my traveling wedding band



O the married men

the married men

makes me feel like a girl again

to run with the married men



One of 'ems got a little boy

other one he's got two

one of 'ems wife is one week overdue



I know these girls they don't like me

but I am just like them

pickin' a crazy apple off a stem



Givin' it to the married men

the married men

all o' that time in hell to spend

for kissin' the married men