No, No, No

I'm a poor boy from the farm land
Your father is a wealthy sailing man
If I asked you for your hand
Would you tell me no?
Oh, no, no, no

You're a poor boy from the farm land
My daddy is a wealthy sailing man
He told me if you asked my hand
I'd better tell you no
Oh, no, no, no

Your daddy brings you silk to sew
From the finest shops in Tokyo
He told you to turn me down, I know
But don't say no
Oh, no, no, no

Yes, daddy owns a clipper ship
And he brings me pearls on every trip
And pink champagne for me to sip
And you're the poorest boy I know
Oh, so, no, no, no

I can't give you anything
I can't afford a wedding ring
A present that I'd like to bring
But oh, I love you so
Oh, don't say no

My daddy's three days out to sea
And he would turn me across his knee
If he knew you were kissin' me
But I can't let you go
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no



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Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash
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