She stepped off of the boat to see flowers in his hand The man she would marry was as hard as the mountains She had his children in a log cabin Soon I'd be another star in this family's constellation The land of the midnight sun, searching for gold I am my father's daughter, he has his mother's heart I am the product of her sacrifice I am the accumulation of the dreams of generations And their stories live in me like holy water I am my father's daughter My father raised me in an old log cabin And he sang for me the songs his mother sang to him In honky-tonks and empty barges, me and him and that old guitar He passed on a legacy wrapped up in a melody And I carry on, searching for gold I am my father's daughter, I have his eyes I am the product of his sacrifice I am the accumulation of the dreams of generations And their stories live in me like holy water I am my father's daughter Every time I step on stage and the music finds me I don't need gold to remind me I am my father's daughter, I have my grandma's eyes I am the product of such sacrifice I am the accumulation of the dreams of generations And their stories live in me like holy water I am my father's daughter, oh I am my father's daughter