She thinks her home is like a prison And can almost see her walls closing in And every day she feels has been wasted All the things in life that might have been
Just a girl, young and dreaming Until I came along Now years passed and two kids later She still blames me her dreams are gone
Cause I'm a man that loves that woman Who hates the very dark of me And I've become someone unwanted And always haunting ball and chain
It's been said, by friends and poets That if I loved her, but they mean, really loved her I'd set her free But I know the day that I'll want to stop my living Would be the day she spreads her wings
Cause I'm the man that loves that woman Who hates the very air I breathe And I've become someone unwanted And always haunting ball and chain Always haunting ball and chain.