We were taught the golden rule as we sat in Sunday schoolHow I wish you were back here with meOh, I hate to see you go, for I've learned to love you soIn row number two, seat number threeWhen the wedding bells ring and the choir begins to singShould you think of the love that used to beAs you walk down the aisle, will you turn and try to smileI'll be inRow number twoSeat number threeSoon you'll know the perfect bliss in the magic of his kissAnd I'll feel a touch of jealousyBut I was taught the way to live is to love and forgiveIn row number twoSeat number threeWhen the wedding bells ring and the choir begins to singShould you think of the love that used to beAs you walk down the aisle, will you turn and try to smileI'll be inShould you think of the love that used to beAs you walk down the aisle, will you turn and try to smileI'll be inRow number twoSeat number three