Lyrics

Pamela Sawyer-Joe Hinton For better or worse I'll say yes in that little church Will you marry me boy? For better or worse. We can't find a home Just a room without any view We'll walk our favorite march But least I'll have you. I see the priest standing before you and me In my mind's eye I can see how it will be. When he says to you: For better or worse Do you take this girl for your wife? I'll say yes, yes I do for all of my life. For better or worse I'll make you love every new day Bringing breakfast to your bed I'll spoil you that way. I can't hardly wait for a boy Baby, can you? I know he'll be cute Cause he'll be like you. I see the priest standing before you and me In my mind's eye I can see how happy we'll be. I see the priest standing before you and me In my mind's eye I can see how happy we'll be.
Writer(s): Wilson Pickett, Don Juan Mancha Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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