Mary Celestia Parler;
December 22, 1954
Reel 205, Item 1
The Fatal Wedding
The wedding bells were ringing on a dark and stormy night,
The church was decorated, all inside was warm and bright,
A mother and her baby came and saw these lights aglow,
She thought of how those same bells chimed for her three
"I'd like to be admitted, sir," she asked the sexton old,
"Just for the sake of baby to protect him from the cold."
He answered that the wedding feast was for the rich and
And with an eager, watching crowd outside she'd have to
Chorus: While the wedding bells were ringing,
While the bride and groom were there,
Marching down the aisle together,
While the organ pealed an air,
Telling tales of fond affection,
Vowing never more to part,
Just another fatal wedding,
Just another broken heart.
Again she asked the sexton old if she might step inside;
"For baby's sake you may come in," the gray-haired man
"If anyone has reason why this couple should not wed,
Speak now or hold your peace fore'er," just then the
"I must object," the lady said, with voice so meek and mild,
"The bridegroom is my husband and this our little child."
"What proof have you?" the preacher asked. "My infant,"
She took the babe then knelt to pray, but the little one
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The parents of the bride then took the outcast by the arm,
Saying, "We'll care for you through life, you've saved our
child from harm."
The parents, bride, and outcast wife then quickly rode
The bridegroom died by his own hand before the break of day.
No wedding feast was held that night, two graves were dug
One for the little baby and in the other the father lay.
This story has been often told by firesides warm and bright,
Of the bride and groom and outcast wife on the fatal wedding
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