"The Gal Who's Gonna Marry Me"

She can sow, she can hoe
She can read, she can write
She can cook a man a breakfast in the
middle of the night
She can cut up a chicken
She can cut down a tree
Wow! That's the gal who's gonna marry me

She can dig, she can jig
She can juggle, she can jump
She can drive a fella crazy with a wiggle of
he rump
She can stand in the saddle
She can sit on your knee
Wow! That's the gal who's gonna marry me

She can joke, she can smoke
She can drink a dozen beers
She can move a grand pianner, she can
move a man to tears
She can pour out her heart or
She can pour out your tea
Wow! That's the gal who's gonna marry me

She can roast, she can toast
She can boil, she can bake
She can cut a fella dead and she can cut a
slice of cake
She can cook a fellas goose and
She can fry a fricassee
Yep! That's the gal who's gonna marry me

She can sweep, she can weep
She can giggle, she can grin
She can play a little poker, she can play a
little gin
She's as spicy as a pickle
And sweeter than a pea
Hup! She's the gal who's gonna marry me
Hup! Hup! She's the gal who's gonna marry me