look me over closely

tell me what you see

the lady likes to look her best

before she pours the tea

you said I'm ????

that makes the evening sun go down

oh look me over closely

tell me what you find

but don't be over anxious

I'm not the marryin' kind

I'm a poor in a storm

you'll harbor where it's warm

in my arms you will hide

from the great big world outside

oh but when you come and see me

don't try to change my ways

you'll have a part within my heart

and there you'll always stay

there's room for all

not for all

but don't blame me

if you fall

so look me over closely

and then make up your mind

but darling please remember this

I'm holding you before we kiss

so look me over closely

because I may be the marryin' kind

oh well I may be the marryin' kind

oh well I may be the marryin' kind

oh