Lyrics:

Great round wonderful, beautiful world
And the wonderful water, around the curve

And everything that's, in the world
I hops up and marries her, Glamour girl

I'm mad, you've done me wrong this time, baby
I'm mad, and you have the nerve to try to be glad

Axe my baby, but she stands to see me cry
She said yes, I could stand to see you buried alive

I'm mad, you've done me wrong this time, baby
I'm mad, And you have the nerve to try to be glad

Now I can go down to the bottom of the sea
Count the grains of sand, beat through muddy water and spy dry land

I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad
And you have the nerve to try to be glad

Now everybody wants to know about the clothes
But them fine dresses I've been buying you, you don't wear them no more
Won't be any more washing, and hanging outside the wall
I'm gonna mighty wonder, running on catch them before they fall

I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad
And you have the nerve to try to be glad

I'm mad