“She always seems so tied” is what friends say;
She never has a chance to get away.
Home, husband, children, duties great or small,
Keep her forever at their beck and call.
But she confides, with laughter in her eyes,
She never yet felt fretted by these ties.
“Just to be needed is more sweet,” says she,
“Than any freedom in this world could be.”
“She always seems so tied” is what friends say;
She never has a chance to get away.
Home, husband, children, duties great or small,
Keep her forever at their beck and call.
But she confides, with laughter in her eyes,
She never yet felt fretted by these ties.
“Just to be needed is more sweet,” says she,
“Than any freedom in this world could be.”
She never has a chance to get away.
Home, husband, children, duties great or small,
Keep her forever at their beck and call.
But she confides, with laughter in her eyes,
She never yet felt fretted by these ties.
“Just to be needed is more sweet,” says she,
“Than any freedom in this world could be.”
“She always seems so tied” is what friends say;
She never has a chance to get away.
Home, husband, children, duties great or small,
Keep her forever at their beck and call.
But she confides, with laughter in her eyes,
She never yet felt fretted by these ties.
“Just to be needed is more sweet,” says she,
“Than any freedom in this world could be.”