It was his mother’s before me
Ma, you oughtta see it shine
It’s been in his family for a hundred years
Now he says it’s mine
It’s not big but it’s beautiful
The sweetest one I’ve ever seen
He gave it to me last night standin’ in the moonlight
No it’s not a diamond ring
CHORUS
Eighty acres of stars
High above a rollin’ Tennessee farm
Where ev’ry night we’ll sow dreams in the glow
Of Venus and Mars
Mama, how could I resist
Who wouldn’t love a man like this
He gave me his heart
And eighty acres of stars
We’ll be married in the meadow
As the light begins to fade
I’ll be wearin’ wildflowers in my hair
The wedding dress you made
All our friends will gather ‘round us
In a circle holdin’ hands
Blankets on the cool ground, guitars makin’ sweet sounds
There before the preacher man.
