In my daddy's yard 

There's a worn out wooden swing 

So I asked him once 

What's the story with that thing 

He said "That ring of gold, that's on your momma's hand" 

"Well son this is where it all began " 



This swing hung from the tree 

Where the girl asked the boy will you play with me 

And the sun shined bright and the world spun round 

And they grew up till it all came down 

From the church where they stood and said "I Do" 

Where the bells rang out and the love was true 

And it grew in the hearts of the man and the woman 

Who lived in the house that love built 



When I'm with the girl 

That stole my heart away 

Well I gave that ole' swing 

A brand new coat of paint 

And I told the tale as we swung "to and fro" 

And I said I hope this is how our story goes 



This swing hung from the tree 

Where the girl asked the boy will you play with me 

And the sun shined bright and the world spun round 

And they grew up till it all came down 

From the church where they stood and said "I Do" 

Where the bells rang out and the love was true 

And it grew in the hearts of the man and the woman 

Who lived in the house that love built