My Good-looking- Man - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MY GOOD-LOOKING- MAN. 
Come all you pretty fair maids, of courage brave and true, I will teach you how to happy live, and avoid all troubles, too: And if you live a wedded life, now plainly understand. And don't you ever fall in love with all good-looking men. 
When I was sixteen years of age a damsel in my prime, I dally thought on wedded life, and how I'd be at the time; I daily thought on wedded life, its pleasures I did scan, And I sighed and sobbed, both night And day, to get a nice young man. 
My wish it seems, too soon I got for one Sunday afternoon, As home from church I gaily tripped, I met a fair gossoon; He looked so fine about the face, to win him I made a plan, And that very day I set my cap for that good-looking man. 
Again, by chance, as out I stepped to take a pleasant roam, I met this handsome gentleman, who wished to see me home; I'd fain say do, but it was no use, to go with me was his plan. So to my borne I walked along with my good-looking man. 
He said to me, as on we walked: My dear and only love. If with me you'll consent to wed, I 'will ever constant prove; I'll ever be a husband kind and do the best I can, So my heart and hand I then did give to my good-looking man. 
That night was fixed for us to wed he bid me have all cheer-He gentle pleased her to his breast, saying: Oh, my Mary dear! gentry pressed me to his breast- to the parson's house we run, And there I tied that dreadful knot with that good-looking man. 
It was scarce a week, when married I was, one Sunday afternoon. The day went by, the night, came on, off went the honey moon; My gent walked out so did I-for to watch him was my plan. When soon a flashy girl I saw with my good-looking man. 
At once a thought came in my head to entrap my faithless swam, so quickly I did gain on him, and followed on his tram; It was then And there I heard him swear his love for her man. The closest lies for any maid- "Oh, what a nice young man!" 
They kissed and toyed, and tales of love to her he then did tell, Thinks to myself, now is the time to serve you outright well; He did not me at all espy, so to my home I ran, And there sat down to anxiously wait for my good-looking man. 
The clock was just striking ten, when my gentleman he walked in, I gently said: My William, dear, where hast thou so long been? I have been to church, my love, said he-Oh! this I could not stand. So the rolling pin I did let fly at my good-looking man. 
I blacked his eyes, I tore his hair, in ribbons I tore his clothes, I then took up the poker and laid it across his nose; He- just looked like a chimney-sweep, as out the door he ran, And never a lady loved again with my good-looking man. 
Now, you married folks, take my advice, high and low degree, When a rakish husband you do get, pitch into him like me; When I found out I was deceived, it was my only plan To disfigure the handsome countenance of my good-looking man.