Marry Me

Well I met a boy from Grassy Branch

Fine as he can be

I met him at the big barn dance

And he took a shine to me

Sky-blue eyes, a big wide smile

And tall as a sycamore tree

He's real smart with a real big heart

And he's going to marry me

He's going to marry me

And we're going to go to town

We're going to buy us a real good car

And we're going to drive around

We'll hold hands and touch and hug

He talks so sweet to me

Because he knows a lot about love and stuff

And he's going to marry me

His momma don't like me one little bit

But you know I don't care

Let her pitch her hissy-fit

Because I am not marrying her

He's always been a momma's boy

It's just plain jealousy

She's as mad as an old red hen

Because he's going to marry me

Oh, and he's going to marry me

And he's going to buy me a ring

We're going to be so free

Cut momma's apron strings

He's going to build me a pretty little house

Have a pretty little babe or three

Because he's done kiss me on the mouth

And he's going to marry me

Oh, and he's going to marry me

And he's going to buy me a ring

We're going to be so free

Cut momma's apron strings

He's going to build me a pretty little house

Have a pretty little babe or three

Because he's done kiss me on the mouth

And he's going to marry me

Yeah, he's done kiss me on the mouth

And he's going to marry me

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