| I have the invitation that you sent me
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| You wanted me to see you change your name
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| I couldn’t stand to see you wed another
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| I hope that you’ll be happy just the same
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| Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
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| That should be ringing now for you and me
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| And down the aisle with someone else you’re walking
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| Those wedding bells will never ring for me
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| I planned a little cottage in the valley
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| I even bought a little band of gold
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| I hope someday to place it on your finger
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| But now the future looks so dark and cold
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| I fancy that I see a bunch of roses
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| A blossom from an orange tree in your hair
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| And as the organ plays I’ll love you truly
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| Just let me pretend that I am there
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| Wedding bells, they say, will ring in heaven
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| As the angel chorus sweetly sings
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| But as long as I am on this earth dear
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| Those wedding bells for me will never ring |