I pour a glass of hearty wine I set the tables straight I wear my jacket and my tie And at the door I wait The guests arrive in finery And start to load their plates But someone tell me if you could Is this a wedding or a wake I stand before you all my friends We hold our glasses high We drink a toast to life and love And all that surely dies To love revealed and hopes concealed And who we need forsake But tell me now am I the host Of a wedding or a wake The guests are gone, the hall is bare I'm alone with my mistakes And the answer still remains at large Was it a wedding or a wake Oh, a wedding or a wake