I know where I’m going, and I know who’s going with me
I know why love , and I know who I will marry
I need no robes of silk, nor shoes of fine green leather
As long as she is with me, when we stroll across the
heather
Feather beds are soft and painted rooms are bonny
But I know she cleave them all, for her loving Winsom
Johnny
All her wit and grace, like a starry cluster shine
Giving light and beauty to this simple soul of mine
I know where I’m going, and I know who’s going with me
And I know why love and the Dear knows who I’ll marry
I love music, learned to play my first guitar chord from my uncle who had a four-string guitar, I was about 10 years old, and he loved Harry Belafonte. So I explored that music, and one of my absolute favorites is this song that mostly gently creeps up on me when I'm almost asleep. O I know Why Love. You were always with me. Praise be :)