"Best Of Me" lyrics

Like a dollar in my pocket
It's burning in my chest
I prayed the whole way over here
And I'm still scared to death

I know you don't know me
As well as you'd like to
So I'd like us to have a talk
Sir if you've got a few

I don't have much money
And I don't have a ring
But what I've got's a whole lot better
Than all those fancy things
I swear to you I'll love her
Until my dying day
I'll give her the best of me
If you'll give her away

She's your only daughter
And ya'll are thick as thieves
So maybe there's a chance you know
How much she feels for me

I don't have much money
And I don't have a ring
But what I've got's a whole lot better
Than all those fancy things
I swear to you I'll love her
Until my dying day
I'll give her the best of me
If you'll give her away

Sir I sure hope that you approve
Cause I know there's no other man
She's loved more than you

I don't have much money
And I don't have a ring
But what I've got's a whole lot better
Than all those fancy things
I swear to you I'll love her
Until my dying day
I'll give her the best of me
If you'll give her away