Way down South where the cotton grows
At a country church so the story's told
A couple tied the knot forever
Didn't have two nickels to rub together
But her momma was good at making do
With something borrowed something blue
A cotton dress she sewed herself
After that there wasn't too much left
They had a cornbread wedding cake
Same recipe her grandma made
With homemade love it was baked
Still talk about it to this day
Bless their hearts for goodness sake
They had a cornbread wedding cake
The song was by a local fella
No piano a cappella
Preacher's voice like distant thunder
Said let no man put asunder
Not one dry eye in the house
For two young lovers starting out
They passed the plate at the Church Of Christ
Somebody sprung for a bag of rice
They had a cornbread wedding cake
Same recipe her grandma made
With homemade love it was baked
Still talk about it to this day
Bless their hearts for goodness sake
They had a cornbread wedding cake
Bless their hearts for goodness sake
They had a cornbread wedding cake