American Old Time Song Lyrics: 40 Her Wedding
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 40
I kissed the bride; while the other men Uncertain stood as if in doubt Whether my act to imitate or-go without As playmate, friend and lover, I Had worshipped at her shrine, and now I stood a witness of her pledge and marriage vow. Others had loved her, too; not I Alone had found her fair; but she Could love and wed but one-and so you see, The rivals heard the dainty lips We longed to press, with solemn voice, Pronounce the name of him who was her sweetheart's choice. I kissed the bride; a happy man And proud; the proudest in that room, I ween, and that with reason. Was I not the groom?