John Prine - Wedding Day in Funeralville текст песни

Its wedding day in funeralville

Your soup spoons on your right

The king and queen will alternate

With the refrigerator light

Theyll be boxing on the t.v. show

The colored kids will sing

Hoo ray for you

And midnights oil

Lets burn the whole damn thing

Felicia is my dark horse girl

Ill take her if it rains

She throws up punch

Upon the host

And says many stupid things

But she aint so bad

When were all alone

Shes as different

As can be

Shes a part a my heart

Dontcha pull us apart

Shes like one of the family

Chorus

Oh no! trouble in the attic

Wont somebody turn on a lite

Got so, so many troubles

Cant even tell

Wrong from right

Im gonna comb my hair

Darn my socks

Tip my hat

And say goodnight

Its wedding day in funeralville

What shall I wear tonight?

Its wedding day in funeralville

What shall I wear tonight?

My car is stuck in washington

And I cannot find out why

Come sit beside me on the swing

And watch the angels cry

Its anybodys ballgame

Its everybodys fight

And the streetlamp said

As he nodded his head

Its lonesome out tonight

Repeat chorus