Chorus.
Her papa was there, her papa was there,
He had on his face such a look of despair,
He was cleaned out and “busted” I heard him declare,
So I wasn’t alone, for her papa was there!
I went to see my best girl,
One lovely morning, one lovely morning,
Off to church we did whirl,
Quickly we two were made one.
Oh, the wedding breakfast was sublime,