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'