The Farmer's Daughter

Tonight there’ll be candlelight & roses
In this little country chapel
that’s almost fallin' down
There’ll be tears in this old farmer’s eyes this evening
When I give my one possesion to that city boy from town
His hair’s a little longer than we’re used to
But I guess I should find something good to say
about this man whose won the farmer’s daughter
and will soon become my son-in-law today
Mama left 8 years ago December
and it was hard to be a dad & mama too
but somehow we made a home of this old farmhouse
and love was all my baby ever knew
(He could be the richest man in 7 counties)
and not be good enough to take her hand
but he swears he really loves the farmer’s daughter
and I know the farmer’s daughter loves the man
(fiddle)