Harry Chapin — Mail Order Annie

At first I did not think it could be you But you're the only one that got off the train So you must be my wife, Miss Annie Halsey, yes, yes I must be your husband Yes, I'm Harry Crane Mail Order Annie Never mind you cryin' Your tears are sweet rain In my empty life Mail Order Annie Can't you see I'm tryin' To tell you that I'm glad you're here You are the woman, who's come to be my wife You know you're not as pretty As I dreamed you'd be But then I'm not no handsome Fancy Dan But out here looks are really not important, no, no It's what's inside a woman When she's up against the land Mail Order Annie Never mind your cryin' Your tears are sweet rain In my empty life Mail Order Annie Can't you see I'm tryin' To tell you that I'm glad you're here You are the woman, who's come to be my wife You know it's not no easy life you're enterin' The winter wind comes whistlin' Through the cracks there in the sod You know you'll never have Too many neighbors But there's you, babe And there's me and there's God You know I'm just a dirty man From the North Dakota plains You're one girl from the city Who's been thrown out on her own And I'm standin' here not sure of what to say to you 'Ceptin' Mail Order Annie Let's you and me go home Mail Order Annie Never mind your cryin' Your tears are sweet rain In my empty life Mail Order Annie Can't you see I'm tryin' To tell you that I'm glad you're here You are the woman Who's come to be my wife