Well she came down from the mountains On her only wedding day And the water from the fountains Tasted like the wine in May At the Hotel Monte Vista They waited for Emily To marry her sweet mister Joe Clark Riley was his name 80 dollars 80 dollars For a three tiered wedding cake In a long white veil and slippers The ones her mama made On the mantel fresh cut flowers Two gla**es for champagne And Virginia played piano I'll Be Loving You Always Well the wedding party gathered And the room was bathed in blue They all turned their heads and wondered At Joe Riley in a suit And his father the traveling preacher Stood there like how do you do Everybody looked like Sunday Sunday 1942 Down the stairway down the stairway Step by step came Emily Her face all pale and ashen She looked away so longingly In a heatbeat and a heartbeat The Wedding March began And she walked up with her daddy And took Joe Riley's hand Go tell mama go tell papa I am not feeling well I am running to meet my maker And I have a tale to tell There was me and there was Emmy We were floating on a lake And she cried out Lord forgive me Such a true love to forsake The Hotel Monte Vista sits high upon a hill It's been there one hundred years now It will stand one hundred still Now the mountains now the mountains Are a faded memory The only thing I remember is the fairest Emily