He's never had a big house on the hillNever had nothing more than a hundred dollar billBut he's held herThat's good enough for himHe's never seen California nightA New York CityAnd all the Broadway lightsBut he sees her blue eyesLooking back at youThey've never been more than a hundred miles apartHe tells everyoneShe's a queen of his ownShe's country hardSmall ground, piece of groundCouple kids running roundFront porch holding handsWouldn't it be somethingTo have a love like thatShe doesn't needA lot of fancy thingsShe doesn't need a lot of fancy thingsHe never gave herA big diamond ringBut he gave her his heartForever and everShe's never heardAn orchestra playThe sound of the oceanOn a hot summer dayBut she's heard him whisperI love herWhat a wonderful storyWhat a wonderful storyWhat a wonderful storyWhat a wonderful storyWhat a wonderful storyOf a great songFaded out to the dellA beautiful songThat always speaks to meI've never heard one of these notes beforeI want tozosFront porch holding handsWouldn't it be somethingTo have a love like thatSmall town, piece of groundCouple kids running roundFront porch holding handsWouldn't it be somethingTo have a love like thatWouldn't it be somethingTo have a love like thatThank you very much.