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'