Lyrics: Goodnight

Here I am Prairieland Got it all, got Gun in hand Here I sleep Dungarees They're on my husband Put 'em on me We have the stars We have the trees We'll 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 Prairieland 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