The fiddle played high and the banjo went low,
The five string guitar strummed an off key doe,
And, the drums sounded wrong,
The beat for another song,
It was a hoedown wedding that was lacking it's HOE,
Hopefully, the hoedown wedding will not the marriage define,
For instead of serving beer we got an herbal green tea wine,
And, for bathrooms we needed more,
In the corners; damp was the floor,
Avoiding this hoedown was a choice I grew to pine,
Finally, the music ended and the guests all went away,
The band thought they played splendid as they collected up their pay,
I wished the couple well as they drove off toward the moon,
I stayed to help with cleanup, so the hall could lockup soon,
Another successful hoedown wedding; as for the marriage, we must pray.