There's Bound To Be A Row - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THERE'S BOUND TO BE A ROW. Sung by Miss Jennie Engel. 
I'm a poor, unlucky married man, I've got an awful wife, To please her I do all I can, but still she plagues my life. If I do everything that's right, she'll find a fault somehow, And if not in at eight each night, there's bound to be a row. 
Chorus. There's bound to be a row, bound to be a row; Do all in life to please my wife, yet there's bound to be a row. 
She makes me do the household work when I come home at night; If I cough or sneeze when going to bed, of course, that, is not right. If she should wake the young ones up, with rage she'll storm, I vow, And if I snore too hard for her, why, there's bound to be a row.-Chorus. 
She wakes me early every morn in an awful cruel way; She kicks me round about the room, yet not a sentence dare I say. I have to wash my stockings, my pants and shirts, I vow. And if I don't wash for her as well, there's bound to be a row.-Chorus. 
And when I'm paid my wages, after working hard all week, I give her every farthing up, and then she's got the cheek To give me two pence for myself, and for that I have to bow; But if I spend it all at once, there's bound to be a row.- Chor.