A good look at you in that
Blue satin dress is long overdue
Oh, and please wear the earrings
I bought you in Kalamazoo
If you piled up your hair
Like a princess I wouldn’t complain
I love how the ringlets come down
Like lovely brown rain

I lost weight for this tux
Still a little bit tight in the thigh
And there’s not enough hair left
To comb and drape over one eye
And I don’t recall this cumber bun
Cuttin’ me in half,
Then you stab me while pinning my carnation    
And we both have to laugh  

I need a good reason                          
For Y’all calling it quits
And for why you’re both dressed like yer
Puttin’ On The Ritz
And You tell me you never did nothin’
The way other folks do
Not you two...

(chorus)
     We’re goin out the way we came in
     We’re goin out the way we came in
     No need for no one to act like a jerk
     You did 26 years , it just didn’t work
     We got hitched at this courthouse
     So there’s no better place for it to end
     We’re going out, we’re going out
     The way we came in

If her daddy was here
Like the morning he gave her away
You could give her right back
None the worse
For her wear since that day
Your mothers and fathers would crow
That you just didn’t try
Like they did all sitting and waiting
For the other to die
     
     You’re goin’ out the way you came in
     You’re goin’ out the way you came in
     No need for lawyers
     To beat a dead horse
    You had a good run
     It just ran it’s course
   You got hitched at this courthouse
     So there’s no better place for it to end
    You’re going out, Youre going out
     The way you came in


Now the bailiff is crying
He’s wiping his face
Stenographer’s typing
Keeps losing her place
And there’s champagne and sandwiches
We snuck in the back
Cause my wife’s second cousin
Caters at the race track
And we talked the court officer
Into throwin back the bouquet
There was poundcake and sherbert
Then we went on our way
I caught the Judge grinning
He was winkin’ at you
Well I guess I'm a big fan
Of blue satin too
                                                                                                                                                                                                     
No, we never did nothin
The way that other folks do

(chorus)
We’re goin’ out the way we came in
We’re goin’ out the way we came in
Keep your condolences
And the long sad face
You looking for a funeral?
You’re in the wrong place


     We got hitched at this courthouse
     So there’s no better place for it to end
     We’re going out, we’re going out
     The way we came in

VG - vocal, guitar
Roy Sludge - vocal
Darol Anger - fiddle
Joe Walsh - mandolin
Kevin Barry - lap steel
Richard Gates - bass
Lorne Entress - drums