Faye Richmonde — The Swelling Of The Organ The Coming Of The Bride

I love to go to wedding And see the bashful bride There with the groom so nervous Arriving side by side Delayed maybe the service But patient I remain It brings a strange emotion That no one can explain When sweet wedding bells are ringing Resounding from far and wide It leaves a tender feeling That it thrills you deep inside But the best part of every wedding That cannot be denied Is the swеlling of the organ And the calming of the ridе