Chapel of Love

CHAPEL OF LOVE

Going to the Chapel,
I'm going to get buried!
Going to the Chapel
Where we were married.

Worse mistake I ever made,
Killed myself with a knife blade.
Our love did so quickly fade
When our vows were disobeyed.

She went out with other men.
I told her that was a sin.
Then she said it started when
She found out that I liked men.

"But I don't," I said, "Dear One!
I was only having fun.
That friendship had begun
Before our Chapel song was sung."

"That is worse," she said to me.
"In a hearse I'll see you be.
To that Chapel I will see
That you're taken without me."

Oh my goodness I thought then.
My wife's love I'll never win.
So I thought I will begin
To bring my life to an end.

Having got no pistol here
I filled myself up with beer.
Then to end my life career
I began to have some fear.

But root beer was all I drank.
With the knife my heart sank.
Instead I'll give myself a spank
And put my head in the fish tank.

Then the alarm woke me up
And being licked by our pup.
My wife asked me, "What is up?
You're as restless as our pup."

All I said was, "You Dear One
In that Chapel I have won.
I love you so much, Hun.
In my life you're number one!"

"You are mine, too," she said.
"I will love you till you're dead.
But that day I do so dread.
Rather it would be me instead."

"Why do you say that?" I asked.
She explained then; she gasped,
"I dreamed of it and the task
Of a Chapel funeral with class.

By the Chapel where we were married
In my dream I had you buried;
But it was no wish I carried
For the Chapel where we were married."

Going to the Chapel, going to get married.
Going to the Chapel, going to get buried.
In between for years I've tarried.
And yes, Folks, I am still married!

Ellis