Lyrics 7 Brides for 7 Sinners - Carbon Leaf

7 Brides for 7 Sinners

Hold the phone
Where’s the fire?
Call the preacher
We must pray
Round up the kids
€˜cause this is
Not your average wedding day
What do we have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
Father, Son, and holy smokes
Just, get them to the church on time
How could this happen?
Has hell frozen over?
Don’t question lest you go insane
When sons of loggers marry
Daughters of gold digging squatters
Quiet towns are never quite the same
What do we have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
Hollers, guns, and rolling oats
What do we have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
Father, Son, and holy smokes
Just, get them to the church on time
The girls are saints the boys are sinners
Come place your bets down at church for winners
Don’t question miracles of God
A marriage so disparaged is the stitch
When rich and poor are hitchin'
Just run when lightning strikes the rod
What do we have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
Hollers, guns, and rolling oats
What do we have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
Father, Son, and holy smokes
Just, get them to the church on time
Just, get them to the church on time