Lyrics
Dad used to say that it was moms smile that hooked him
That he knew for certain, she was the one
I cottoned on early, I wanted that also
In it to win the marathon run
Drive-ins and dances, of these there were plenty
And while I admit, I did have some fun
Though I did play, I was never a player
No way would I marry, at the point of a gun
She was a tomboy, with a whole mess of brothers
I was the eldest, with sisters galore
First met her at church, with our folks right beside us
For the first time ever, I was unsure
When next I saw her, she was driving a pickup
All blue jeans and flannel, just one of the guys
We got to talking and we got to laughing
And I realised, shes NOT one of the guys
It happened slowly and it happened easy
It happened one evening with the stars in the sky
As she gazed up at me, I had a vision
I saw my babies, in my babys eyes
She was a vision, in white lace and satin
She was a vision, burned into my heart
To have and to hold, from this day forward
To love and to cherish, till death do us part
She was a vision, so little; so fragile
All swaddled in pink, right there in my arms
As she gazed up at me, I had a vision
I saw my baby, in our babys eyes
What next I remember, she was driving a pickup
All blue jeans and flannel, just one of the guys
They got to talking and they got to laughing
Saw him realise, shes NOT one of the guys
She was a vision, in white lace and satin
She was a vision, burned into my heart
His to have and to hold, from this day forward
His to love and cherish, till death do them part
She was a vision, in pearl lace and satin
She was a vision, burned into my heart
Mine to have and to hold, from now and for always
Mine to love and cherish, till death will us part
He was a vision, so fragile; so little
All swaddled in blue, right there in my arms
As he gazed up at me, I had a vision
I saw my baby, in their babys eyes
Our littlest peeked out, a vision in violet
And stood there uncertain, not knowing what to do
I smiled and motioned, honey, come on over
And into my arms, like a missile she flew
After a cuddle, with her head on my shoulder
She gazed up at me, with a look that I knew
She said: Poppa, I miss Gramma, and the floor fell out from under
Held her close and I whispered: Me too, honey. Me too.
When next I saw her, she was driving a pickup
All blue jeans and flannel, just one of the guys
We got to talking and we got to laughing
And I realised, shes NOT one of the guys
It happened slowly and it happened easy
It happened one evening with the stars in the sky
As she gazed up at me, I had a vision
I saw my babies, in my babys eyes
I saw my babies, in my babys eyes
I saw my babies, in my babys eyes
