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Shall you be a bachelor, Johnny?
I intend to be a wife,
For I'd rather take the trouble
Than be single all my life.

There's the bridegroom, can you see him?
Hush! the service has begun,
Don't you hear the preacher speaking?
We can't talk till he is done.

Now it's over—they are rising,
See, they're coming down the aisle;
Don't the bride look awfully solemn,
But I saw the bridegroom smile.

Brother, maybe she is sorry
That she promised to obey;
Uncle Willie says that women
Always want to have their way.

That no matter how they're treated,
They are dreadfully perverse,
So the preacher always tells them,
It's for better and for worse.

'Cause he thinks he ought to warn them
Of their danger at the start,
So they know, before they promise
"Until death us two do part."

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