Call up the preacher,
Save him the ride,
There'll be no wedding today.
Here stands the bridegroom,
Without any bride,
To Love, Honour and Obey.
Call up the baker,
Cancel the cake,
There'll be no wedding today.
Tell all the people,
There's been a mistake,
You'll think of something to say.
I had a funny feeling, this morning,
It woke me at the crack of dawn,
And then came her note without warning,
Saying," Baby when you read this I'll be gone."
Call up the florist,
Give him the news.
Tell him, "Forget the bouquet."
Somehow the flowers,
Don't go with the blues,
There'll be no wedding today.
Call all our friends up,
Say that we're through,
Tell them "I'm sorry to say,
Every-thing's over, it's sad but it's true,
There'll be no wedding today."