Mail Order Annie (Live) - Harry Chapin

At first I did not think it could be you,

But you're the only one who got off the train.

Yes, you must be my wife--Miss Annie Halsey.

I guess I am your husband,

Hello, I'm Harry Crane.

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Never mind your cryin'.

Your tears are sweet rain

In my empty life.

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Can't you see I'm tryin'

To tell you that I'm glad you're here--

You are the woman, who's come to be my wife.

You know you're not as pretty

As I dreamed you'd be.

But then I'm not no handsome Fancy Dan.

But out here looks are really not important--no, no.

It's what's inside a woman

When she up against the land.

Mail Order Annie,

Never mind your cryin'.

Your tears are sweet rain

In my empty life.

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Can't you see I'm tryin'

To tell you that I'm glad you're here--

You are the woman, who's come to be my wife.

You know it's not no easy life you're enterin',

The winter wind comes whistlin'

Through the cracks there in the sod.

You know you'll never have

Too many neighbors--

There's you, babe

There's me and there's God.

You know I'm just a dirt man

From the North Dakota plains.

You're one girl from the city

Who's been thrown out on her own.

And I'm standin' here not sure of what to say to you

'Ceptin' Mail Order Annie,

Let's you and me go home.

Mail Order Annnie,

Never mind your cryin'--

Your tears are sweet rain

In my empty life.

Mail Order Annie,

Can't you see I'm tryin'

To tell you that I'm glad you're here--

You are the woman

Who's come to be my wife.