I saw your picture in the paper Sunday morning;
Lord you sure looked pretty in your gown.
The smile you were wearing was the one I remembered,
and your hair was never prettier, except when it was
Yea, I saw your picture in the paper Sunday morning,
and to say the least it took me by surprise.
I must have sat and looked at it for Lord, I don't know
just thinking what was going on behind those eyes.
I read the whole description about the music and the
I'll bet your Daddy threw a fit when he had to get
dressed up in that tux and tie.
And I noticed where your sister came home from Texas;
I know you were glad to see her.
Knowing your Mama she probably cried,
but then, so did I.
I saw your picture in the paper Sunday morning,
by then the honeymoon was almost through.
Now you've made your bed,
and I hope you lie well in it.
I hope you'll both be happy,
you see I still lie well too.
I saw your picture in the paper Sunday mornin'
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