Los Lobos - Farmer John

Mm, Farmer John
I'm in love with your daughter
Woah, the one
With the champagne eyes
She knows that I love her
Yeah, they say she tells me lies

Mm, Farmer John
Someday I will marry
Woah, the one
With the champagne eyes
But now she won't accept my hand
She won't wear my wedding band

I dig the way she walks
The way she talks
She really knocks me out, she starts me to shout
Woah-woah (but look here)

Farmer John
I'm in love with your daughter
Woah, the one
With the champagne eyes
She knows that I love her
Yeah, they say she tells me lies

I dig the way she walks
The way she talks
She really knocks me out, she starts me to shout
Woah-woah (but look here)

Farmer John
I'm in love with your daughter
Woah, the one
With the champagne eyes
She knows that I love her
Yeah, they say she tells me lies

Mm, Farmer John
Mm, Farmer John
Mm, Farmer John
Mm, Farmer John

Written by:
Don F. Harris, Dewey Jr Terry

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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