Tennessee Wedding - Jim Bianco

It was a Tennessee wedding

The summer sun was setting

The preacher was sweating like the swine

As the bride started drinking

The groom started winking

At the brides maid thinking 'maybe one last time'

Winnie’s looking pretty

She brought her husband from the city

They’re dancing to the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

But after seven glasses

Of the southern sweet molasses

She started making passes at the best man’s sister

Mama’s in the kitchen

Cookin' chicken, she’s panic stricken

For her little boy’ll be a married man

While daddy’s on the phone

Holding his wishbone

And talking Mrs. Pipitone into a one night stand

Virgil works for cable

He’s got his elbows on the table

His second wife Mable’s in deep

Because his first wife

Is doing twenty-five to life

She took a steak knife to him in his sleep

Wanna see the scar?

Billy had a fit

The pig is on the spit

And he said, «I wish I could lick it clean!»

Clydes eyes were on the bride;

he said

«Little billy boy

I know exactly what you mean»