Fences High, Fields Wide

Down by the creek, where the willow trees sway
We carved our names, promising we’d stay
The Sun dipped low, the sky painted gold
But her father’s voice grew bitter and cold

He said: Boy, you’ll never be enough
She deserves more than a ranch hand’s love
But He don’t know what’s in my heart
And he can’t keep us apart

Oh, I’ll love her through the thunder and the rain
Through the heartache, through the pain
No fences high, no fields too wide
Can keep her love locked inside
Though her daddy’s words cut like a knife
I’ll fight for her, for the rest of my life

I see her eyes in the stars at night
Hear her voice in the winds so light
She’s a wildfire, burning bright and free
But her old man’s chains won’t let her be

He says, “Dreams don’t grow in dirt
But he don’t see how much it hurts
A love like ours can’t be denied
Even with the miles and the pride

One day I’ll ride up to her door
A heart full of hope, I can’t ignore
With courage in my hand, I’ll stand and say
I’ll take her hand, come what may

Down by the creek, where love was born
Through storms and trials, it’ll weather the scorn
No man’s decree can tear us apart
For I’ll hold her forever, deep in my heart