John Denver Ann
I know I'll never find another hunk of woman like my Ann
She makes me feel like a great big man
I'm gonna go tell her momma what I think about her, say thank you ma'am
For giving me your daughter Ann
She sure is stacked from her toes to the pretty little nape
Of her neck she's packed like a seed in a grape
She's smooth, has marble skin
When I see her I believe I'm a real big guy
And when I go to work I'm thinking I might die
If I can't hurry home again
If the good Lord works a hundred years at makin' me a female plan
I'd say, no, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
How could I ever look at any other woman when I've got Ann
I feel so good when she takes my hand
I'm gonna go tell her daddy what I think about her, say thank you, man
For giving me your daughter Ann
When I come home and feel like I've been run over
By a ten ton truck she can rub my shoulder
And ease my aches and pains
When I lose my job and I'm down to a silver dollar
And I feel like a dried up gourd in a holler
She cools my brow like summer rain
If the good Lord works all night at makin' me a female plan
I'd say, no, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
One more time!
I know I'll never find another hunk of woman like my Ann
She makes me feel like a great big man
If the good Lord worked a hundred years at makin' me a female plan
I'd say, no thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
I'd say, no thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
Yeah!
