( 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)