10 Sep 2002
I thought that on the day you married we’d close the Pentagon
But you’re in the chapel, bells are ringing, and we’re still making war
I thought that on the day you married everything would change
But you’re a husband and the rest of the world is still the same
I thought that on the day you married we’d reach the Promised Land
But you’ve got the ring and we’ve got the same landscape of burning sand
I thought that on the day you married we would kiss the sky
But we’re still singing down at the levee and drinking whiskey and rye