Well she looked a peach in the dress she made

When she was still her mama's little girl

And when she walked down the aisle everybody smiled

At her innocence and curls

And when the preacher said is there anyone here

Got a reason why they shouldn't wed

I should have stuck up my hand

I should have got up to stand

And this is what I should have said

Underneath her veil I could see a tear

Trickling down her pretty face

And when she slipped on the ring I knew everything

Would never be the same again

But if the groom would have known he'd have had a fit

About his wife and the things we did

And what I planned to say

Yeah on her wedding day

Well I thought it but I kept it hid