A
C F
C F

[Verse 1]
                C                                    F
Well, there’s a feeling in your stomach, a light trembling at the knees
           C                                F
Not even knowing who the lucky fellow might be
D                             G
Bridesmaids are cleaning the court-house bell
D                           G
Horse-driven carriages wait patiently in hell
C                               F
Happiness has been arranged for some time in July
C                                  F
Invitations have been sent, I’m so bitter I could cry
D                        G
Congratulations flown in from a long-lost friend
D                               G
For the big occasion regretting that he can’t attend
       E      A                 E              A
And as family tradition is busy making up your mind

[Pre-chorus]
Em                 F      E
Gallantly standing draped in his holy shroud
Em                   F       E
God’s representative mumbles to a tearful crowd

[Chorus]
A        D
I now pronounce you
A        D
I now pronounce you

[Verse 2]
C                               F
Mother, father, wake up, you’ve overlooked one thing
     C                                        F
The daughter you have planned for years won’t get to wear your ring
  D                           G
Instead she’ll be running off into the dark of night
D                                  G
Straight into the hungry arms that long to hold her tight
          C                              F
There’s a feeling deep inside of you, a feeling that of ease
           C                                         F
You’re the sweetest thing that could ever happen for me
    D                           G
The bridesmaids are ringing the court-house bell
D                             G
Horse-driven carriages try to cover streets to tell
       E      A                 E              A
And as family tradition is busy making up your mind

[Pre-Chorus]
Em                 F      E
Gallantly standing draped in his holy shroud
Em                   F       E
God’s representative mumbles to a tearful crowd

[Chorus]
A        D
I now pronounce you
A        D
I now pronounce you

[Instrumental]
Em E
Em A E
Em E
Em F E

[Verse 3]
          C                             F
There’s a feeling deep inside of you, a feeling that of ease
           C                                         F
You’re the sweetest thing that could ever happen for me
D                                G
Bridesmaids are cleaning out the court-house bell
D                           G
Horse-driven carriages wait patiently in hell
       E      A                 E              A
And as family tradition is busy making up your mind

[Pre-Chorus]
Em                 F      E
Gallantly standing draped in his holy shroud
Em                   F       E
God’s representative mumbles to a tearful crowd

[Chorus]
A        D
I now pronounce you
A        D
I now pronounce you
A        D
I now pronounce you
A        D
I now pronounce you