Achurch, A Courtroom And Then Goodbye

The first scene was the church, then the altarWhere we claimed each other, with tears of joy we criedOur friends wished us luck there foreverAs we walked from the church, side by sideThe next scene was a crowded courtroomAnd like tsrangers we sat side by sideThen I heard the judge make his decisionAnd no longer were we man and wifeI hate the sight of that courtroomWhere man-made laws push God's laws asideThen the clerk wrote our story in the recordA church, a courtroom and then goodbyeWe walked from that courtroom togetherWe shook hands and once again we criedThen it was the end of our storyA church, a courtroom and then goodbye