Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Wedding In Connecticut, artist - Ron Pope. Album song Atlanta, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 16.04.2012
Record label: Hard Six
Song language: English
A Wedding In Connecticut |
There was a pretty girl |
From some small suburb of Dallas |
And she came up to New York with a dream |
In the confusion and the noise |
All of her beauty and her poise |
Turned gray like snow beside the city street |
She met a boy named Steven |
They made love in his apartment |
In a second story walk up out in Queens |
And the thing she hoped to find |
Beneath him on that August night |
Was the farthest thing from her |
As she dressed to leave |
So she hides her eyes |
Says a slow goodbye |
Swears by the morning light she’ll be fine |
At a wedding in Connecticut |
The mother of the bride |
Daydreams about her husband who’s just passed |
She stands to give a toast |
She says 'the only thing I know |
Is when you find a love that’s worth it, make it last' |
So she chokes back to tears |
Speaks of all her daughter’s years |
Thirty Christmases of memories that she keeps |
And the speech was sad and sweet |
She kisses guests as they all leave |
Then heads up to her hotel room to weep |
So she bides her time |
And says a slow goodbye |
Swears by the morning light she’ll be fine |
Yea, she hides her eyes |
And though it’s hard some nights |
She’d take her own sweet time, she’ll be fine |
A welder who spent twenty years |
Working in an auto plant |
Gets laid off on a Thursday afternoon |
And he grips the 45 |
That rests in the glove box when he drives |
Then he puts the gun away |
And wonders what to do |
So he parks in his driveway |
And head against the steel meal |
Tries to think of what to tell his wife |
And in the kitchen he explains |
And swears they’ll be okay |
And she says 'you're the only thing I need in this life' |
So he bides his time |
And says a slow goodbye |
Swears by the morning light he’ll be fine |
Yea, he hides his eyes |
And though it’s hard some nights |
He’d take her own sweet time, he’ll be fine |