Testo di Goodnight

Here I am Prarieland Got it all, got gun in hand Here I sleep Dungarees That all my husband put on me We have the stars We have the trees We have everything we need to feed I'll make babes, you'll make chairs We'll sell them at the country fair We'll walk on, we'll walk tall We'll dance once a week [at] the union hall We'll have the stars We'll have the trees We'll have everything we need to feed Here I am Prarieland I got it all, got gun in hand I'll sweep the porch I dust his room We'll sleep together on our chair at noon We have the stars We have the trees We have everything we need to feed We have the stars We have the trees We have everything we need to feed