Goodnight

Here I am Prarieland

Got it all got gun in hand

Here I sleep dungarees

They're all my husband put it on meWe have the stars

We have the trees

We have everything

We need to feedI'll make babes, you'll make chairs

We'll sell them at the county fair

We'll walk on, we'll walk tall

We'll dance once a week at the union hallWe'll have the stars

We'll have the trees

We'll have everything

We need to feedHere I am Prarieland

I've got it all, I got gun in hand

I'll sweep the porch, I dust his room

We'll sleep together on our chair at noonWe'll have the stars

We'll have the trees

We'll have everything

We need to feedWe'll have the stars

We'll have the trees

We'll have everything

We need to feed

Songwriters

HARVEY, POLLY JEANPublished by

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing