Tonart: D major•
Verse 1
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The man that preached the funeral said
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"It really was a simple way to die
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He laid down to rest one afternoon
And never opened up his eyes"
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They hired me and Fred and Joe
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To dig the grave and carry up some chairs
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It took us seven hours and I guess
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We must have drunk a case of beer
I guess I ought to go and watch them
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Put him down but I don't own a suit
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And anyway when they start talkin'
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About the fire in hell I get spooked
So let's just sit here in the truck
And act like we don't know
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Anyway, when they're all through
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We got to go to work and mow the grass
Here they come and who's that riding
In that big old shiny limousine
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Look at all that chrome
I do believe that
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That's the sharpest thing I've seen
That must belong to his rich uncle
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Someone said he owned a big old farm
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When they get parked let's mosey down
And look it over,
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that won't do no harm
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That must be the widow in the car
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And won't you take a look at that
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That sure is a pretty dress you know
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Some women do look good in black
He's not even in the ground
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And they tell me his truck is up for sale
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They say she took it pretty hard
But you can't tell too
Listen ain't that pretty when
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A bugler plays a military taps
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I think when you were in the war
They always hide and play
Well, here we are and there he goes
And I guess that you might
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I hope he rests in peace
But the trouble is the fellow
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