[Lyric] Ill Marry When I Marry (Tom Jones and Harvey Schmidt)

[HUCKLEBEE] (spoken)
Son, Ive picked you out a girl. A pearl

[MATT] (spoken)
And if I prefer a diamond?

[HUCKLEBEE] (spoken)
How dare you prefer a diamond
When Ive just offered you a pearl!

[MATT] (spoken)
Listen carefully to what I have to say
Listen, wall
And flowers. And willow, too
And wounded bird
And Father, you
May as well listen, too

I will not wed by your wisdom
I will not walk neatly into a church
And contract out to prolongate my race
[HUCKLEBEE] (spoken)
What?

[MATT] (spoken)
I will not go wedding in a too-tight suit
Nor be witnessed when I take my bride

[HUCKLEBEE] (spoken)
You will do –

[MATT] (spoken)
No!

I'll marry, when I marry
In my own particular way;
And my bridе shall dress in sunlight
With rain for her wedding vеil
Out in the open
With no one standing by
No song except September
Being sung in the busy grass!
No sound except our heartbeats
Roaring!
Like a flower alive with bees!
Without benefit of neighbor!
Without benefit of book!
Except perhaps her handprint
As she presses her hand in mine!
Except perhaps her imprint
As she gives me her golden hair!
In a field, while kneeling
Being joined by the joy of life!
There!
In the air!
In the open!
Thats how I plan to wive!

[HUCKLEBEE] (spoken)
Son, you need pruning