When I was a boy my mother often said to me,
Get married boy and see,
How happy you will be.
I have looked all over, but no girlie can I find,
Who seems to be just like the little girl I have in mind.
I will have to look around
Until the right one I have found:
I want a girl
Just like the girl who married dear old Dad.
She was a pearl
And the only girl that Daddy ever had;
A real old fashioned girl with heart so true,
One who loves nobody else but you,
Oh I want a girl
Just like the girl that married dear old Dad.
By the old mill stream there sits a couple old and gray
Though years have rolled away
Their hearts are young today.
Mother Dear looks up at Dad with love light in her eye
He steals a kiss, a fond embrace
While evening breezes sigh,
They're as happy as can be,
So that's the kind of love for me,