Trophy Husband

Well there just ain't money in music like there used to be
I'm sure you've heard it all before how the internet's upended the whole industry
So I adjusted my life plans to account for a little more domesticity
And I'm looking for a lover

Who's able to support me financially

Well I've often heard it said that the way to a mans heart is through his stomach
Whoever coined that phrase must have never met a man with an empty wallet
No I'd never need to worry about the lack of money that I'm making
If I can just find me a baby who's able to bring home the proverbial bacon

Oh, I've come to terms with it I ain't gonna pay the bills with my singing
So I'm gonna dawn an apron and I'll spend my life gold digging

Oh I'm lookin
I'm looking for that moneyed kinda lovin
I'm the worlds first Country Music Trophy Husband

Yeah it's come high time we dismantle that old patriarchy
And I'm just doin my part when I stay home and keep this kitchen sparkling clean
Well some folks say I'm lazy for wanting to stay everyday at home
I tell em that's an awfully small minded thing to be callin a feminist hero

Well I've come to terms with it I ain't gonna pay the bills with my singin
So I'm gonna dawn an apron and I'll spend my life gold diggin
oh I'm lookin

Oh I'm looking for that moneyed kinda lovin
I'm the worlds first country music trophy husband

Self proclaimed Alfas cry out in distress
They equate my income to my manliness
They work jobs they hate I stay home and rest
They're playing checkers I'm playing chess



Credits
Writer(s): Carl Christensen
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