There was a wedding one warm Summer evening A happy and festive affair And Jesus and his five disciples attended And even his mother was there Oh, the singing and the dancing were merry The eatin' and the drinkin' were fine But then the unthinkable happened And they ran out of wine Mary told Jesus the problem He said to her "Why involve me? You should know just like I know My time's not yet come to be." But his mother just called all the servants Pointed him out to the crew She says,"That's the one who can fix it Whatever he says to you, do." There were six pots of stone there for washing And when the servants came over to him Jesus said, "Fill those pots up with water," So they filled them right up to the brim Then he said, "See the wedding director The man with the scowl on his face? Take a cup of that stuff in the pots now Walk over, and give him a taste." When the director had tasted That miraculous, heavenly brew Didn't know where it had come from But the servants they all knew So he called to the bridgegroom and told him "This is the first-rule of party know-how You serve the good stuff first, then bring out the worst But you kept the best 'til now You serve the good stuff first, then bring out the worst But you kept the best 'til now." So no matter the size of the problem Or who made the biggest mistake If it's just a personal matter Or if the whole planet's at stake Remember those words that were spoken A mother's words ever so true "Whatever he says to you, listen Whatever he says to you, do Whatever he says to you, listen Whatever he says, whatever he says Whatever he says you just do."