White Wheeled Limosine

<br>B. R. Hornsby<br><br>She walked into town in a long white gown<br>And the band played on with no one around<br>And the rice was gone oh hours ago<br>And the white wheeled limosine`s standing alone<br><br>Well they met at the club where the brasses blow<br>Where the wine did flow oh he moved so slow<br>But finally one night as the wind stood still<br>He got up the nerve and she said &quot;I will&quot;<br><br>The day did come and the groomsmen arrived<br>Came a little early to go over their lines<br>As they walked to the church on the cobblestones<br>Was heard in the bushes a moan and a groan<br><br>Well she walked into town in a long white gown<br>And the band played on with no one around<br>And the rice was gone oh hours ago<br>And the white wheeled limosine`s standing alone<br><br>She didn`t want to think that she lived a lie<br>There was always talk of a wandering eye<br>He`d come to the club and he`d look all around<br>It took a fair minded man not to wonder aloud<br><br>Well she walked into town in a long white gown<br>And the band played on with no one around<br>And the rice was gone oh hours ago<br>And the white wheeled limosine`s standing alone<br><br>And the father of the bride is drinking so slow...