When A Girl Becomes A Wife - Tammy Wynette

You asked me if I d marry you

And I believe I can

Though I m just a young girl

They say you re a decent man.

I ve been raised by mom and daddy

With a lot of love around

And that s something I can t live without

When I move in to town.

You must give me everything

I had when I was home

The things I was accoustomed to

Some treasures of my own.

All the things that daddy give me

Have become a way of life

It s not too much to ask

When a girl becomes a wife.

I ll need a featherbed to lay on

For my flower bed, a hoe

A churn to make fresh butter

And I ll need a radio.

A gingham dress for Sundays

And my legs cannot be bare

A petticoat with ruffles

And some ribbons for my hair.

Pretty curtains for my kitchen

Iron skillets that I ll need

A swing out on the front porch

And a bible I can read.

I know you ll be like daddy

When a baby comes in time

You ll surely build a cradle

And learn a nursery rhyme.

I ll try to be like mama

Not a woman of the world

And we ll live in love together

With our little boy or girl.

I ll need a featherbed to lay on

For my flower bed, a hoe

A churn to make fresh butter

And I ll need a radio.

A gingham dress for Sundays

And my legs cannot be bare

A petticoat with ruffles

And some ribbons for my hair.

Pretty curtains for my kitchen

Iron skillets that I ll need

A swing out on the front porch

And a bible I can read...

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