| We only knew each other by letter,
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| When I met her over the train,
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| When the smoke cleared and the dust was still,
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| She was standing there speaking my name.
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| I guarantee she looked like an angel,
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| I couldn’t think of what I should say,
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| But when Adam saw Eve in the garden,
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| I believe he felt the selfsame way.
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| I handed her up on the wagon,
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| And I loaded up her trunk behind,
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| She was sitting up there with the gold in her hair,
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| I tried to get a hope on my mind.
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| You think that you could love me, Mary?,
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| You think we got a chance of a life,
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| Do you think that you could love me, Mary?
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| Now you are to be my wife.
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| We finally headed out of the station,
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| And drove up my home trail,
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| And when we came to the farm she laid a hand on my arm,
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| I thought my resolution would fail.
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| Now froze as she stepped thru the doorway,
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| And I stood there as still as could be,
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| I said: 'I know, it ain’t much it needs a woman’s touch,
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| Perhaps she turned around and looked at me.'
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| Do you think that you could love me, Mary?,
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| You think we got a chance of a life,
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| Do you think that you could love me, Mary?
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| Now you are to be my wife.
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| We had a prairie wedding,
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| There was a preacher and a neighbor or two,
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| I gave my golden thing, a gold wedding ring,
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| And the both of us said 'I do.'
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| Now when the sun is going down in the prairie,
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| And the golden hair is a flame,
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| I say 'do you really love me, Mary?'
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| I hold her and I whisper her name.
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| Do you think that you could love me, Mary?,
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| You think we got a chance of a life,
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| Do you think that you could love me, Mary?
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| Now you are to be my wife… |