Lyrics:
Cause oh my gosh
Here comes the bride
Now here comes another one
While I'm cryin' inside
Cause I'm left here with no one
And I know I should smile
, mama, mama, that's all
And by the time I get to Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly in her restless sleep, call my name out low
And oh,
a shade of gold
Spreading his cheer in the cold
Come to me, magic sensation
With no hesitation
I'm not afraid when I'm here by your side
Cause you're my
heart's purity
All she touched transformed to gold
To be light in this world
Beautiful Girl, the most beautiful of this world
Come here my bride, come bring
That's money!
Uh, uh, uh, aye, that girl AK mannn, Huh
Let's go,
High but I'm rollin' up a gar,
Drunk but I'm hoppin' every bar,
They say mama you,
glasses
(Fosco raises his glass to
The bride and groom)
Sir Percival Glyde!
(raising their glasses)
Oh, what a joyous occasion this is!
Sir Percival
eye yo nigga he trick off but I'm not his bride
Stop watching me bitch ain't shit here to see
I spy a bitch who can't fuck with me
I'm puffin
what I cried
"Here's a silver dagger, present for the bride
Silver dagger, shining in the night"
Shining in the night
Shining in the night
She
at me but once
I'm the corpse bride, I'm your corpse bride, hon
I've been waiting here a hundred years for you to finally come
You'll come riding
my bride and I could be her groom!
She's more a ride or die that always puts me in the mood!
She's so Canadian I think she comes from Saskatoon!
We're
we'll roll her off the dock
Ready now, here we go, on the count of three
One, two, free, wee
There goes mama, spwashin' in the wa-ta
No more fightin
tears filling up His eyes
So caught up in pursuit of His bride
Oh He's loved me for my whole life
Maranatha, Come Lord Jesus
Here I stand
And I'm amazed
a disappearing act!)
He said "Honey I'll be there, right there by your side
When that organ starts to play that song 'Here comes the bride'"
The whole church was
he met his Irish bride
And they rented a flat on the lower east side of Rome...
Italy that is
Music publishers, book binders, Bible belters, Money
thing mama
I love the lessons you taught me
I cherish gifts you done bought me When it comes to my dreams
You number one on my team I know You fought for
Who that?
Don’t trip little mamas we’re not here to start no drama
Who that?
Don’t trip little mamas we’re not here to start no drama
Who’s that?
and I'm alone
Emigrant in a cold land
I earn my bread
But I will come back
Yes, I will come back
To my sweet bride
Worried by the hands of my clock
They
Bust it
This here's a tale for all the fellas
Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down 'cause you're over zealous
Play hard to get,
fears in the bottom of your heart Mama
Caused by trauma Mama
But you're a solider and always will be
I'm always here for you, and always will sing
Dry
me stories of when I was still brand new
Here comes the bride watch how she cries
Can't seem to fit in this marvelous disguise
Here come the lies,
on the roadside cried all by myself
I stood on the roadside cried all by myself
And that's no way for me to get along
I just want some, train to come along
So many changes
Conquering all my demons and I'm letting in my angels
Rickita told me: better watch out for these strangers
Mama said same things
in the restaurant yeah we praying in Public
Corey Garret got married dawg, call it a covenant
Kiss the bride and we yelling tribe, know that we loving
Smoking high, for here we grind hard
Rightly stand, I've got this games planed (game plan)
And I've been working on it day down
Mama, You just have to pray
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