Marry me in that old cotton dress
With your momma's blue ribbon tied up in your hair
When the man in the moon is looking down from the sky
We'll whisper I Do with your hand wrapped in mine
I'll carry you to a bed made of leaves
We'll make love underneath a cathedral of trees
Warning, warning, the sun is a comin'
After the morning our hearts will be longing
This could be our last goodbye
So let's make it last all night
Warning, warning
Your fingers draw a heart on my arm
And we'll tell our futures from reading the stars
Your dress is hanging like a flag from a tree
Hung at half mast for the memory of me
I'm might go to Hell, but Heaven's with you
Don't shed a tear, I'll be back if it's the last thing I'll do
Warning, warning, the sun is a comin'
After the morning our hearts will be longing
This could be our last goodbye
So let's make it last all night
Warning, warning
Warning, Warning...
Warning, warning, the sun is a comin'
After the morning our hearts will be longing
This could be our last goodbye
So let's make it last all night
Warning, warning
Warning, Warning...

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