It'll be rough around the edges 'Cause all I've got is two hard workin' hands It won't be no bed of roses Oh, I love you and I'll do the best I can Limousines are parked there in your driveway You were born into the finer things in life Magazines would pay a fortune for your picture Are you sure you want to be a poor man's wife It's gonna get rough around the edges A way of life that you won't understand It'll be tough to burn those bridges Livin' with a common labor man Chandeliers won't decorate our hallway There'll be no fancy carpet on the floor But through the years But through the years Ah, you know I'll try to prove it to you someway Oh, a millionaire could never love you more It'll be rough around the edges There'll be no diamonds in your wedding band It won't be no bed of roses Oh, I love you and I'll do the best I can It's gonna get rough around the edges There'll be no diamonds in your wedding band