Way down South where the cotton grows At a country church so the story's told A couple tied the knot forever Didn't have two nickels to rub together But her momma was good at making do With something borrowed something blue A cotton dress she sewed herself After that there wasn't too much left They had a cornbread wedding cake Same recipe her grandma made With homemade love it was baked Still talk about it to this day Bless their hearts for goodness sake They had a cornbread wedding cake The song was by a local fella No piano a cappella Preacher's voice like distant thunder Said let no man put asunder Not one dry eye in the house For two young lovers starting out They passed the plate at the Church Of Christ Somebody sprung for a bag of rice They had a cornbread wedding cake Same recipe her grandma made With homemade love it was baked Still talk about it to this day Bless their hearts for goodness sake They had a cornbread wedding cake Bless their hearts for goodness sake They had a cornbread wedding cake