( Paul Overstreet / Don Schlitz )



I've heard those city singers singing

'Bout how they can love

Deeper the the ocean

Higher then the stars above

Well, I come from the country

And I know I ain't seen it all

But I've heard that ocean's salty

And the stars, sometime they fall

And I would not do justice

To the way I feel for you

So I had to sing a song

About all the things I knew





CHORUS: My love is

Deeper then the holler

Stronger then the river

Higher then the pine trees

Growing tall upon the hill

My love is

Purer then the snowflakes

That fall in late December

Honest as a robin on a springtime window sill

Longer then then song of a

whippoorwill





From the backroads to the Broadway shows

With a million miles between

There's at least a million love songs

That people love to sing

Everyone is different

And everyone's the same

This is just another way

Of saying the same thing



(REPEAT CHORUS)

(REPEAT TAG)