It was hard bein' married to Charlie

It was no kind of regular life

He never stopped ramblin' or drinkin' or gamblin'

At least not while I was his wife

I never knew what he was up to

Except for those postcards he'd send

Just a coupla lines to say he was fine

And he'd sign them "C Poole your old friend "

Now and again out of nowhere

He'd come back with his hat in his hand

And I could never stay angry

With that dear sweet impossible man

Sometimes he'd sing in the kitchen

Sometimes we'd cuddle and spoon

But mostly I couldn't help feeling

Like I married the man in the moon

He always had his explanations

Like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth

It was never his fault and when he got caught

He'd call me to come bail him out

No matter how much I pleaded

He just wouldn't take care of himself

He collapsed in the street so broke down an' beat

There was nothin' I could to help

Now and again out of nowhere

He'd come back with his hat in his hand

And I could never stay angry

With that dear sweet impossible man

Sometimes he'd sing in the kitchen

Sometimes we'd cuddle and spoon

But mostly I couldn't help feeling

Like I married the man in the moon

It was hard bein' married to Charlie