Like a dollar in my pocket

It's burning in my chest

I prayed the whole way over here

And I'm still scared to death

I know you don't know me

As well as you'd like to

So I think we should have a talk

Sir, if you've got a few

I don't have much money

And I don't have the ring

But what I got's a whole lot better

Than all those fancy things

I swear to you I'll love her

Until my dying day

I'll give her the best of me

If you'll give her away

She's your only daughter

And ya'll are thick as thieves

So maybe there's a chance you know

How much she feels for me

I don't have much money

And I don't have the ring

But what I got's a whole lot better

Than all those fancy things

I swear to you I'll love her

Until my dying day

I'll give her the best of me

If you'll give her away

Sir, I sure hope you will approve

'Cause I know there's no other man

She's loved more than you

I don't have much money

And I don't have the ring

But what I got's a whole lot better

Than all those fancy things

I swear to you I'll love her

Until my dying day

I'll give her the best of me

If you'll give her away

I'll give her the best of me

If you'll give her away