Story Behind The Song
True story, as told to me by a secretary on our coffee break. She married young, and on their wedding day her husband-to-be came to the back of the church just before the ceremony to fight about something, and he hit her across the face for the first tim
Song Description
A Celtic/Pop 'story song' in 6/8 time with full rhythm-section and a killer violin solo, about wedding-day spousal abuse.
| Song Length |
4:57 |
Genre |
World - Celtic, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Distressed, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Fight, Violence |
| Similar Artists |
Kate Bush |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Blushing Bride
copyright 2001 Katrina Bishop
(604) 872-0583 / katbishop@telus.net / www.katrinabishop.com
Damned if she does and she?s damned if she doesn?t
Walk down the aisle this day.
Never would?ve guessed that he was not the best,
What a surprise when her ship came in and promptly sank.
Ruta, why did he have to wait ?til your wedding day?
It?s hard to think straight after something like that,
The money is spent and you?re already walking the plank.
As she knelt down by his side at the altar
To take in the heavenly host,
One cheek was red from the flat of his hand,
And the other was pale as a ghost.
They call her a blushing bride,
But only on the groom?s side.
The words have been said and the papers are signed
And the fat lady?s singing her song.
Congratulations are surely in order
For acting like nothing was wrong with that unholy day.
Ruta, why did you have to waste all those years away?
But I suppose you are stronger than most,
You finally figured that sometimes there?s nothing more to say.
She never looked more like an angel, and never felt
More like she?d fallen from grace,
The role of a lifetime was clearly before her,
Imprinted on her lovely face.
They call her a blushing bride,
But only on the groom?s side,
They call her a blushing bride,
But only on the groom?s side.
As she knelt down by his side at the altar
To take in the heavenly host,
One cheek was red from the flat of his hand
And the other was pale as a ghost.
They call her a blushing bride,
But only on the groom?s side,
They call her a blushing bride,
But only on the groom?s side,
She?s in for a hell of a ride.......