SEVEN YEARS WITH THE WRONG WOMAN - Recorded by The Prairie Ramblers - Written by Bob Miller

[C] Seven years with the [F] wrong [C] woman
Is more than a man [G] can stand.
Seven years with [G7] the wrong woman
Will wreck most any good [C] man.
Seven years with the [F] wrong [C] woman--
It's the same in the [C7] mountain or [F] dale.
She'll stay awake all night tryin' [C] to start a fight
Then [G] have you thrown into [C] jail.

Seven years with the wrong woman
Is punishment that is bad.
Seven years with the wrong woman
Will drive most any man mad.
When you've married the wrong woman,
There is only one thing you can do.
Just dig you a hole, then crawl in that hole
And pull the hole in after you.

Seven years with the wrong woman
Put me in this dirty jail.
And she got all my money
And laughs 'cause I can't get bail.
In the final day of judgment
When Gabriel starts in to blow,
If I see her face in that heavenly place,
I'll ask to be sent down below.

Listen, boys, if you're thinkin' of marriage,
Take warning to what I tell.
Don't marry the wrong woman.
It's worse than livin' in hell.
Seven years with the wrong woman--
It'll age you and turn your hair gray.
They say love is blind, but search 'til you find
A face you can stand every day.