Meet, conceive and marrynTrue love's a shotgun weddingnThere's no time to fool aroundnBecause you have no choices nownnFlowers in the backyardnWith the family gathered roundnTrue love's a shotgun weddingnYou can't plan it outnnPerhaps if it was passionnAnd not just circumstancesnThat you put a little lovenInto that question that you're askingnnShe lays a kiss upon your cheeknHer lips so full and roundnTrue love's a shotgun weddingnMama said don't fool aroundnnI know it seems awkwardnBut that ain't gonna stop hernThis down payment is a promisenThat your love is gonna prospernnThe world won't endnWhen you throw in the towelnTrue love's a shotgun weddingnWith the layman writing vowsnnIt's the right thing, boynPut that ring around her fingernAnd don't you stop to worrynThat the feeling won't lingernnLight yourself a cigarettenWhile writing invitationsnShe knows this matrimonynWon't meet child expectationsnnYou lay a hand upon her bellynSo full and roundnTrue love's a shotgun weddingnMama said don't fool aroundnnTrue love's a shotgun weddingnAnd you can't plan it out