Writer Dolly Parton From album Little Sparrow 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 gonna marry me He's gonna marry me And we're gonna go to town We're gonna buy some real good car And we're gonna drive around We'll hold hands an' touch 'n' hug He talks so sweet to me Cause he knows a lot about love and stuff And he's gonna marry me His momma don't like me one little bit But you know I don't care Let her pitch her hissy-fit Cause I ain't a'marryin' her He's always been a momma's boy It's just plain jealousy She's as mad as an old red hen Cause he's gonna marry me Oh, an' he's gonna marry me An' he's gonna buy me a ring We're gonna be so free Cut momma's aprin strings He's gonna build me a pretty little house Have a pretty little made-for-three Cause he done kiss me on the mouth An' he's gonna marry me Yeah, he's gonna marry me He's gonna buy me a ring We're gonna be so free Cut momma's aprin strings He's gonna build me a pretty little house Have a pretty little made-for-three Cause he's done kiss me on the mouth So he's gotta marry me Yeah he's done kiss me on the mouth And he's gonna marry me Yodel-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de
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