$1000 Wedding | |
by Gram Parsons | Gram Parsons |
It was a $1000 wedding supposed to be
held the other dy and
With all the invitations sent,
the young bride went away
When the groom saw people passing notes
Not unusual, he might say
But where are the flowers for my baby?
I'd even like to see her mean old mama
And why ain't there a funeral, if you're
gonna act that way?
I hate to tell you how he acted when
thenews arrived
He took some friends out drinking and
it's lucky they survived
Well, he told them everything there was to
tell there along the way
And he felt so bad when he saw the traces
of old lies still on their faces
So why don't someone here just spike his drink
Why don't you do him in some old way
Supposed to be a funeral
It's been a bad, bad day
The Reverend Dr. William Grace
Was talking to the crowd
All about the sweet child's holy face and
The saints who sung out loud
And he swore the fiercest beasts could all
be put to sleep the same silly way
And where are the flowers for the girl?
She only knew she loved the world
And why ain't there one lonely horn and one
sad note to play?
Supposed to be a funeral
It's been a bad, bad day
Oh, supposed to be a funeral
It's bee a bad, bad day