Here I am
Prairie land
got it all
got gun in hand
I see
Dungarees
they're on my husband
they're on me
we have the stars
we have the trees
we have everything we need to feed
I'll make babes
he'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 the union hall
we'll have the stars
we'll have the trees
we'll have everything we need to feed
Here I am
Prairie land
I've got it all
Got gun in hand
I'll sweep the porch
I'd dust his room
we'll swing together on our chair at noon
we have the stars
we have the trees
we have everything we need to feed
goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene