Where are you going, Miss Tara, Miss Tara,
where are you going, Miss Tara Joan ?
Yesterday when you played on the swing and the trampoline,
you're already thinking of a life of your own.
And I turn around twice and you're already gone.
Who will you marry, Miss Tara, Miss Tara,
who will you marry, Miss Tara Joan ?
Will he have wealth and will he have fame,
I'm sure, too, you're wonderin' just who he will be ?
Well, that's your decision, it's not up to me.
I hope you'll be happy, Miss Tara, Miss Tara,
I hope you'll be happy, Miss Tara Joan !
And that you will stay with me till you're a woman,
and wise to the world before you're off on your own.
You're my last baby girl and I'll be so alone.