the santana version of "the groom's still waiting at the altar" has in progress lyrics. finally found them.
The Groom's Still Waiting At The Altar
Transcript of the performance by Bob Dylan, recorded 15 November 1980 live at the Fox Warfield Theater, San Francisco, California, U.S.A.
Lyric and music written by Bob Dylan
Prayed in the ghetto
with my face in the cement,
heard the last moan of a boxer,
I seen the massacre of the innocent,
felt around for the light switch,
became nauseated.
Just me, an overweight dancer,
between walls that had deteriorated.
Oh, set my affection on things above,
let nothing stand in the way of that love,
not even the Rock of Gibraltar.
If you see her on Fanning Street,
tell her that I still think she's neat
and that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
We... h't'm'n 'n' highwaymen,
pushin' women into robbery,
mistake your shyness for aloofness,
your silence for snobbery.
Never did get the message,
didn't even know one was sent to me
for the madness of becomin'
what one was never meant to be.
Well, set my affection on things above,
let nothing stand in the way of that love,
not even the Rock of Gibraltar.
If you see her on Fanning Street,
well, tell her that I still think she's neat
and that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Well, what can I say about Claudette
that wouldn't come on back to haunt me.
I finally had to give her up
'bout the time she began to want me.
The Lord God has mercy
on them slandered and humiliated.
I'd a-done anything for that woman
if she'd only made me feel obligated.
Well, set my affection on things above,
let nothing stand in the way of that love,
not even the Rock of Gibraltar.
Well, if you see her on Fanning Street,
tell her that I still think she's neat
and that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Locked into a time zone,
with a high-degree temperature,
wise men count no money,
fools standin' around like furniture.
There's a wall between you
and what you want and you got to leap it.
Tonight you got the power to take it,
tomorrow you won't even need the power to keep it.
Well, set my affection on things above,
let nothing stand in the way of that love,
not even the Rock of Gibraltar.
If you see her on Fanning Street,
tell her that I still think she's neat
and that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Wait on a minute,
I found the solution,
too rich for my blood
and I needed a transfusion.
Don't know what I can say 'bout Claudette?
She's in the mountains or the prairies,
she could be respectably married
or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.
Well, set my affection on things above,
let nothing stand in the way of that love,
not even the Rock of Gibraltar.
If you see her on Fanning Street,
tell her that I still think she's neat
and that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
better than the copyrighted version, but maybe not.
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