Well, I heard those city singers
Singing 'bout how good they love
Deeper than the oceans
Higher than the stars above
But I am from the country
And I know I ain't seen it all
But I heard that ocean's salty
And those stars, they sometimes fall
But they just don't do justice
For the way I feel for you
So I had to write a song about
All the things I knew
My love is deeper than the holler
Stronger than the river
Taller than the pine trees growin' up upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflake
That falls in late December
Honest as a robin
On a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of a Whip-poor-will
From the backroads to the broadway shows
With a million miles between
There's a least a million love songs
That people love to sing
Some of them are different
Some of them the same
This is just another way
Of sayin' the same thing
My love is deeper than the holler
Stronger than the river
Taller than the pine trees growin' up upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflake
That falls in late December
Honest as a robin
On a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of a Whip-poor-will
My love is deeper than the holler
Stronger than the river
And taller than the pine trees growin' up upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflake
That falls in late December
Honest as a robin
On a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of a Whip-poor-will
Oh, the Whip-poor-will
Oh, the Whip-poor-will