Mama don't you worry bout your daughter 'cause you're leaving her in real good hands,
I'm a real good man.
Now the picture of this man is slowly coming into view.
Papa don't you fret and don't forget that one day you was in my shoes,
Somehow you paid your dues.
Now you're the picture of a man that I someday want to be.
I know it's hard, watching the changes in our lives,
But I want to make your daughter my wife.