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... 歌词编辑:活在當下 QQ:6313827编辑于2013/08/09更新