We’ll do it when we’re ready

My friends are getting married

“But what’s the rush?” he says

What’s the rush to make one’s vows

To never leave your side?

 

My friends are getting married

“We’ll do it when we’re ready”

Well I sure hope we know when that day comes

Or you might sleep right through it

 

My friends are getting married

And I wish them nothing but joy

One’s heart may yearn, yet those wishes I’ll spurn

For who knows if that knot would be a folly?