I am gathered here together to wish a close friend goodbyeBut I'm afraid I'll go to pieces again the minute that you march byThe announcer in the paper said that I'm to be the best manAnd I'm afraid I'll go to pieces again the minute that you march byI found out too late that I love youAnd I'll die when he takes your handI'm the best man in more ways than oneBut I waited too long to prove itCause I'm the best man in more ways than oneAnd I didn't know that I'd love you soAnd find what I need just in time to lose itNow the wedding march is playingAnd soon the knot will be tiedBut I won't conceal the way that I feelWhen it's my turn to kiss the brideThen I'm sure you'll know that I love youCause I'll hold on as long as I canAnd maybe somedayIf things don't work out, you'll discover that I'm the best man.