Your Picture In The Paper

I saw your picture in the paper Sunday mornin'

Lord, you sure looked pretty in your gown

The smile you were wearing, was the one I remember

And your hair was never prettier except when it was down

Yeah, I saw your picture in the paper Sunday mornin'

And to say the least it took me by surprise

I must've sit and looked at it for, Lord I don't know how long

Just thinkin' what was goin' on behind those eyes

I read the whole description

About the music and the bridesmaids

Huh, I'll bet your daddy threw a fit

When he had to get dressed up in that tux and tie

And I noticed where your sister came home from Texas

I know you were glad to see her

And knowin' your mama, she probably cried

But then so did I

I saw your picture in the paper Sunday mornin'

By then the honeymoon was almost through

So now you've made your bed and I hope you lie well in it

And I hope you'll both be happy, you see I still lie well too

I saw your picture in the paper Sunday mornin'