I love that lady with the pumpkin hair
She smells as sweet as butter
If she will marry me I swear
I’ll never love another

I met her on St. Groundhog’s day
My knees went weak when she looked my way
I love that lady with the pumpkin hair
She smells as sweet as butter

Her eyes are like the prairie sky
The weather’s always changin’
If she will let me be her guy
I’ll never go free-rangin’

She rides upon a chestnut mare
With a circle of flowers in her pumpkin hair
I love that lady with the pumpkin hair
She smells as sweet as butter

The freckles all across her nose
Are where the angels kissed her
When I’ve saved my money then I’ll propose
I’ll be her constant mister

The sun will shine on our sweet home
And I’ll stay put and never roam
I love that lady with the pumpkin hair
She smells as sweet as butter

Her smile is like a leaf upon
The river’s deepest waters
When 12 short years have come and gone
We’ll have a dozen daughters

They each will have a beauty rare
With the freckles and the smiles and the pumpkin hair
I love that lady with the pumpkin hair
She smells as sweet as butter

©2007 G Madsen ASCAP Mop Mop Music
GM: Guitar, Bass, Piano, Voices, Percussion, Drum & Synth programming
Carrie Madsen: Harmony vocals