Album: Wooden Head
I put on my tuxedo, pacin' in the parlor
Waitin' for the taxi, got to pay him a dollar
To take me on a church ride
You know I have to be on time
'Cause I promised Margaret
I would be in the chapel by quarter to nine
Everyone knows of the flower that grows
Up through a crack in the street
Who would have thought that I would be caught
With flowers and shaky knees?
Who would ever think that I would marry Margaret?
Who would ever think that she would marry me?
She was like a mornin', waitin' for sunrise
Talkin' with her mother, fixing daddy’s bow tie
She got somethin' about her
Turned this head of mine
So I married Margaret in a rented tuxedo
In the church at a quarter to nine
Everyone knows of the flower that grows
Up through a crack in the street
Who would have thought that I would be caught
With flowers and shaky knees?
Who would ever think that I would marry Margaret?
Who would ever think that she would marry me?
Everyone knows of the flower that grows
Up through a crack in the street
But who would have thought that I would be caught
With flowers and shaky knees?
Who would ever think that I would marry Margaret?
Who would ever think that she would marry me?