Ann - John Denver

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!