(Merle Haggard)

Tonight there'll be candle light and roses
In this little country chapel that's almost fallen down
There'll be tears in these old farmer's eyes this evening
When I give my one possession to that city boy from town.

His hair is a little longer than we used to
But I guess I should find something good to say
About this man who's won the farmer's 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 a home of this old farmhouse
And love was all my baby ever knew.

He could be the richest man in seven countys
And not be good enough to take her hand
But he says he really loved the farmer's daughter
And I know the farmer's daughter loved the man...