For Me and My Gal

What a day

for a wedding in May.

See the people all stare

at that lovable pair.

He's a vision of joy,

and he's the luckiest boy.

In his wedding array,

hear him smilingly say: "The bells are ringing for me and my gal.

The birds are singing

for me and my gal. Everybody's been knowing

to the wedding they're going,

and for weeks they've been sewing every hoop and bell. They're congregating

for me and my gal.

The parson's waiting for me and my gal. And sometime I'm gonna build a little home for two or three or four or more in love land for me and

my gal."

They're congregating

for me and my gal. The parson's waiting for me and my gal. And sometime I'm gonna build a little home for two or three or four or more in

love land for me and my gal.