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Well he was nearly died When he returned to the town where he'd come from He's brown-bagging it tonight behind some tavern Somebody wrecked his life And I'll bet you it was his darling Somebody wrecked his life And I'll bet you it was his darling So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in the gutter on his feet and his hands Same hands that once touched her face Well he was nearly died When he returned to the town he'd come from He's hanging out drinking beer with his brother-in-law He was a drinker at night And in the morning he was unnerving He was a drinker for a time The day that he lost his darling So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in the gutter on his feet and his hands Same hands that once touched her face So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in the gutter on his feet and his hands Same hands that once touched her face From Letras Mania