Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
Richard Thompson
[Verse 1]
I'm in a nice bit of trouble, I confess
Somebody with me has had a game
(spoken)
I should mention this is sung from the woman's point of view
So um—
(sung)
I should by now be a proud and happy bride
But I've still got to keep my single name
I was proposed to by Obadiah Binks
In a very gentlemanly way
I lent him all my money so that he could buy a home
And punctually at twelve o'clock today
[Chorus]
There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church, waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, round there comes a note
Here's the very note, this is what he wrote
"I can't get away to marry you today
My wife won't let me!"
[Verse 2]
Lord, what a fuss Obadiah made of me
When he used to take me to the park
He used to squeeze me till I was black and blue
When he kissed me he used to leave a mark
Each time he met me he treated me to port
And took me now and then to see the play
Now understand me rightly when I say he treated me
It wasn't him but me that used to pay
[Chorus]
And there was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church, waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, round there comes a note
Here's the very note, this is what he wrote
"I can't get away to marry you today
My wife won't let me!"
[Verse 3]
Just think how disappointed I must feel
I'll be off my crumpet very soon
I've lost my husband—the one I never had
And I dreamed so about the honeymoon
I'm looking out for another Obadiah
I've already bought the wedding ring
There's all my little fal-the-riddles packed up in my box
Yes, absolutely two of everything
[Chorus]
But there was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church, waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, round there comes a note
Here's the very note, this is what he wrote
"I can't get away to marry you today
My wife won't let me!"
"Oh I can't get away to marry you today
My wife won't let me!"
Waiting at the Church was written by Fred Leigh.