Well, he was nearly died when he returned to the town he'd come from He's brown bagging it tonight behind some tavern. Somebody wrecked his life, and i'll bet you it was his darlin' Somebody wrecked his life, and i'll bet you it was his darlin' So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in a gutter on his feet and his hands... The same hands that had once touched her face Well, he was nearly died when he returned to the town he'd come from He's hanging out drinking beer with his brother-in-law He was a drinker at night, and in the morning he was unnerving He was a drinker full time, the day that he lost his darlin' So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in a gutter on his feet and his hands... The same hands that had once touched her face So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in a gutter on his feet and his hands... The same hands that had once touched her face So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in a gutter on his feet and his hands... The same hands that had once touched her face