Marrying For Love

Ten generations of Constantins
Lived very comf’table lives
They were contented to live in style
Supported by their wives
Daughters of men who were wealthy
Fitted them like a glove
They all married for money
I mean to marry for love
It’s an old-fashioned idea, marrying for love
And that old-fashioned idea’s what I’m thinking of Where there’s love, poets have said
Two can live as one
That’s an old-fashioned idea
But it’s being done
When I find the man that I’m crazy about
There’s much that I could do without
But I couldn’t do without love
Just an old-fashioned romance with a moon above
A romance, one that will end marrying for love
That’s the kind of love
That I’m thinking of If she must have gold, let it be in her hair
Rubies, let them be in her lips
Diamonds, let them shine in her eyes