Skeeter Davis — Where I Ought to Be

I got your wedding invitation I'm surprised you thought of me But I don't believe your wedding Is just where I ought to be For you Put your arms around her Kiss her lips so tenderly As she standing there beside you That's just where I ought to be Like a fool I introduced you I said, "Baby, meet my friend." Never thought I could lose you But I lost you there and then I took the diamond ring you gave me Threw it way out to sea And I had an awful feeling That's just where I ought to be