LICENSE THESE LYRICS AT SONGBAY
Joe ain't much of a marrying man
He sometimes said I think I can
But when guests arrived on our wedding date
Joe didn't show til two hours late
He rambled his way
He loitered and lingered
He gave me his ring
I gave him my finger
Joe could never say no to beer
And there was an open bar in here
So he grabbed himself our loving cup
Ambled over, said line 'em up
He knocked them back as doubles
like a single getting singler
He gave me his ring
I gave him my fingler
Joe staggered to the altar
past Whitney, Dove, and Boo
he winked at Sally Ann
And pinched at Betty Lou
At the altar stood
This no good wedding swinger
He gave me his ring
I gave him my finger
All eyes they turned to look at me
In my silk and lace and finery
Preacher said I was a knockout
So Joe he knocked the preacher’s block out
Joe swung at the guests
A drunk boxing ringer
He gave me his ring
I gave him my finger
© 2018 Max Sparber and Coco Mault
