the farmers daughter

Tonight therell be candlelight and roses
In this little country chapel thats almost falling down
Therell be tears in this old farmers eyes this evening
When I give my one possession to that city boy from town
His hair is a little longer than were use to
But, I guess I should find something good to say
About this man whos won the farmers daughter
And will soon become my son-in-law today
Mama left eight years ago December
And it was hard to be a Dad and Mama too
But, somehow we made home of this old farmhouse
And love was all my baby ever knew
He could be the richest man in seven counties
And not be good enough to take her hand
But, he says he really loves the farmers daughter
And I know the farmers daughter loves the man