In the hills of Tennessee lives a family named McGee
They've really got a problem on their minds
For their daughter Mary Ann just can't find herself a man
She ain't even been nobody's Valentine

She can shoot and she can plough, she can even milk a cow
...
She could figure way a past all the others in the class
And besides she didn't either smoke or chew

Oh why don't someone marry Mary Ann?
Ain't no gal can shoot a rifle like she can
And what fills her with dismay, she'll be twelve next Groundhog Day
Oh why don't someone marry Mary Ann?

Their parents did their best to get her married like the rest
Even took her to the graduation ball
But the fellers in the class they just kept on walking past
And she just spent the evening sitting on the wall

They just can't figure out why some feller round about
Ain't asking Mary Ann to be his wife
... she'll soon be looking old
And she'll likely be an Old Maid all her life

Oh why don't someone marry Mary Ann?
Ain't no gal can shoot a rifle like she can
And what fills her with dismay, she'll be twelve next Groundhog Day
Oh why don't someone marry Mary Ann?