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