Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bride, artist - Trick Pony
Date of issue: 22.08.2005
Song language: English
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. |
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. |