Takin' a Chance On Love - Tal Farlow

There’s a story I must tell about my rocky mountain Belle

She was everything to me my very life

We had smiles and we had tears

And for 27 years I had promised her someday she’d be my wife

With a ceremony plan I had bought a wedding band

And invited all the neighbors from the farms

But the day we were to wed, I was tired and stayed in bed

Now the whole darn mountain side is up in arms

Oh, they’re burning down the house I was brung up in

And they’re shouting come on out and take your bride

Oh, they’re burning down the house I was brung up in

But what a fool I’d be to go outside

Never thought my prairie queen would be causing such a scene

And the poor old sheriff can’t hold back the mob

I’ll admit we would have wed, but she went ahead and said

When we married she was gonna quit her

There’s her pappy at the gate with a loaded 38

And he’s shouting come on out before I shoot

Oh, I wonder if he knows I’ve got on his Sunday clothes

If he shoots at me goodbye to pappy’s suit

They brought along their lunch and I bet that whole darn bunch

Think they’re gonna sit around and starve me out

Here inside I’ve got a cow who’s a corking roast beef now

So you see they don’t know what it’s all about

To me it’s all a joke I can stand a lot of smoke

In the farmers band I used to play trombone

They’ve got me in a spot, and it’s getting mighty hot

But to me this burning shack is home sweet home