Preacher’s Daughter Frank Black and the Catholics

I knew a girl with four feet of hair
And her eyes they actually did shine bright
But she wouldn't have some vin ordinaire
I was nearly just out of her sight

You can't ever change her mind
No you can't save the preacher's daughter
And the lord knows I've been tryin' every day
I will never get through to you
Ah but honey if I do
I'll be singin' all the way
I'll be singin' all the way

Days in the sun they made her skin brown
And she grew up just like a rattan
She got so high and I was so down
She wanted a much taller man

You can't ever change her mind
No you can't save the preacher's daughter
And the lord knows I've been tryin' every day
I will never get through to you
Ah but honey if I do
I'll be singin' all the way
I'll be singin' all the way