The organ was playing, my poor heart was saying, "Your dreams, your dreams are through."
You came down the aisle wearing a smile. A vision of loveliness.
I uttered a sigh then whispered, "Goodbye, goodbye to my happiness."
Your mother was crying, your father was crying, and I was crying too.
The teardrops were falling because we were losing you.
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Best wedding song ever, next time you see me, give me a some whiskey and a guitar and I promise I can get you to cry.
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