Well they raised, that horse, to be a jumper
He was owned by a mid-west bible thumper
His preacher was a Louisiana drummer
Took all winter; to get through the summer
The fieldhand, hit the switch and stumbled
Outside, the big engine roared and rumbled
The sto-len horse spooked, and tumbled
She didn't speak, for a week, just kinda mumbled
ankle deep, in love, ankle deep, in love
ankle deep, in love, ankle deep, in love
He was caught up, in a lie, he half believed
Found her hid-ing high in the family tree
Washed his hands, and put her cross his knee
She said daddy; "you been a mother to me"
ankle deep, in love, ankle deep, in love
ankle deep, in love, ankle deep, in love
with a hard stop