First Year Blues

One call it first year blue

Now I've been married about six months
Only six months you see
The first three months was all okay
The last three is killin' me

My wife began to hissin'
She cut down on her kissin'
And then she failed to shine my shoes
My shirts became wrinkled
My pants with dirt were sprinkled and
I took the first year blues

Well then she started naggin'
She left the sink a'saggin' with
Dishes piled up high
No food upon the table, she said
"If I get able
I cook something bye and bye"

Then I began to wonder
If I had made a blunder
When I said, "I do"
She must have read my thinkin'
Her eyes began to blinkin' and
That gal broke in two

Well I heard the dishes crashin'
And I began to dashin'
Gettin' out of sight
For right there was my honey
On who I'd spent my money
Turnin' into dynamite

Then after she'd exploded
Her meanness all unloaded
And things began to simmer down
I found myself a'bleedin' and
Very much a'needin'
Of stitches taken all around

Well then she started cryin'
I felt myself a'sighin' and then I
Took her in my arms
I was afraid to scold her
So I just gently told her
She didn't do a bit of harm

Now the first six months is over
And I am much the older
And experienced with a wife
If I can take the next six
My friends all say I'll be fixed
To take it the rest of my life