The Bride


The day's finally here,
There's flowers everywhere
The guests are waitin' with sweet anticipation
As I look down the aisle,
The preacher stops an' smiles
Church bells are ringin' an' the organ is playin'
I'm so overcome that I could cry
I'm so happy I'm not the bride

She's such a pretty thing,
She don't know anythin'
Ain't gonna tell her that she's outta her mind
The preacher asks the question
No, I got no objection
I do, I do; I want him out of my life
Throw the rice an' let those white doves fly
Oh, happy day I'm not the bride

Eat some more cake,
Throw the bouquet,
Pass the champagne, it's time to celebrate
I'm gonna dance this night away,
Whoa, whoa, yeah

[Instrumental break]

The groom is gettin' loud,
His new wife starts to shout
Oh, this is perfect, it can only get better
They're fightin' in the car, off to a real good start
His momma's cryin' Aren't they lovely together?
They're drivin' away, we're wavin' goodbye
Close call, relax, Amen, Hallelujah,
By the grace of God go I I'm not the bride
Well, I'm not the bride

I'm free, I'm free, I'm free
I'm not the bride
Thank God!

Goodbye now
Good luck girl
You're gonna need it
Ha, ha, ha
Ta-ta







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