You wouldn't believe the number of times
I've heard somebody say
How come some guy, some handsome prince
Hasn't swept you away
But I take off on that tour bus
A different city every night
And doing what I love to do
Makes it hard to be a wife

Well you wouldn't believe the number of times
I've been asked that myself
Folks can't believe why a heart like mine's
Still on a shelf
But I'm married to my music
And I have been most my life
That makes it hard to be a husband
That makes it hard to be a wife

‘Cause I'd rather play the grand ol' opry
Then go to dinner and a movie
Right now I'm not thinking ‘bout a family of my own
‘Cause the band's on stage
And I'm late for my show

There's folks that think my life is lacking
Because my time at home is usually spent packing
They might assume that I don't have a clue what love's about
Oh but I know love
That I have no doubt

‘Cause you wouldn't believe the way it feels
To hear somebody say
Your song sure means a lot to me
It got me through a real tough day
If hearing words like that means givin' up my social life
Then I got all the friends I need on that front row
And I got all the friends I need on that back row
And we can't see those folks unless we're never home

And that makes it hard to be a wife
And hard to be a husband
And that makes it hard to be a wife

Writer : PAISLEY, BRAD/WRIGHT, CHELY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group