Tonight, there'll be candlelight and rosesIn this little country chapelIt's almost falling downAnd there'll be tears in this old farmer's eyesThis eveningWhen he gives his one possessionTo that city boy from townHis hair is a little longer than we're used toBut I guess I should find something good to sayAbout the man who's won the farmer's daughterAnd will soon become my son-in-law todayMama left me for a long timeEight years ago, DecemberAnd it's been hard to be a mom and daddy tooBut somehow we've made a homeOf this old farmhouseAnd love was all my baby ever knewWell, he could be the richest manIn seven countiesAnd still not be good enoughTo take her handHe says he really lovesThe farmer's daughterAnd I know the farmer's daughterAnd loves the rainpiano plays in bright rhythmMerle Haggard, ForeverThank y'all so muchapplause