The Father of the Bride
My daughter is marrying an idiot
How could she stoop so low?
My daughter is marrying a nincompoop
She loves him, but even so
I thought I had taught her what to expect
For someone as fine as she
A man with some fire
Some brains and some tact
Someone, in fact, like me
My daughter is marrying an idiot
The stupidest of men
And I wish she were just
My own little girl again
Marriage is a sacrament
Which is just a way to say
That a very private thing is done
In a very public way
You stand among your neighbors
Like a lamb before the slaughter
And watch some village idiot
Take away your daughter
The groom has got a family
That sits around and gapes
And bears a strange resemblance
To anthropoidal apes
It's like some sort of nightmare
And the thought that really kills
Not only must you suffer
But you have to pay the bills!
My daughter is marrying an idiot
The stupidest of men
And I wish she were just
My own little girl again
Agnes
Agnes, dear, are you all right?
Of course I'm all right
This is the happiest day of my life!
When the kids get married
All of our duties will be done
When the kids get married
We can have some fun
All of a sudden
We'll be free
Think how happy
We will be
I'm glad they're married now
How could she stoop so low?
My daughter is marrying a nincompoop
She loves him, but even so
I thought I had taught her what to expect
For someone as fine as she
A man with some fire
Some brains and some tact
Someone, in fact, like me
My daughter is marrying an idiot
The stupidest of men
And I wish she were just
My own little girl again
Marriage is a sacrament
Which is just a way to say
That a very private thing is done
In a very public way
You stand among your neighbors
Like a lamb before the slaughter
And watch some village idiot
Take away your daughter
The groom has got a family
That sits around and gapes
And bears a strange resemblance
To anthropoidal apes
It's like some sort of nightmare
And the thought that really kills
Not only must you suffer
But you have to pay the bills!
My daughter is marrying an idiot
The stupidest of men
And I wish she were just
My own little girl again
Agnes
Agnes, dear, are you all right?
Of course I'm all right
This is the happiest day of my life!
When the kids get married
All of our duties will be done
When the kids get married
We can have some fun
All of a sudden
We'll be free
Think how happy
We will be
I'm glad they're married now
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Jones, Harvey Schmidt
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Other Album Tracks
- All the Dearly Beloved / Together Forever / I Do! I Do!
- Goodnight
- I Love My Wife
- Something Has Happened
- My Cup Runneth Over
- Love Isn't Everything
- Nobody's Perfect
- A Well Known Fact
- Flaming Agnes
- The Honeymoon Is Over
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