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The man who preached the funeral said 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 to dig the grave and carry up some chairs 
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It took us seven hours and I guess we must have drunk a case of beer 
 
I guess I ought to go and watch them put 'im down but I don't own a suit 
And anyway when they start talkin' about the fire in Hell, well, I get spooked 
So, I'll just sit here in my truck and act like I don't know 'im when they pass 
Anyway, when they're all through, I've got to go to work and mow the grass 
 
Well, here they come and who's that ridin' in that big ol' shiny limousine 
Mmmm look at all that chrome, I do believe that that's the sharpest thing I've seen 
That must belong to his great uncle, someone said he owned a big ol' farm 
When they get parked I'll mosey down and look it over, that won't do no harm 
 
Well, that must be the widow in the car and would you take a look at that 
That sure is a pretty dress, you know some women do look good in black 
Well, he's not even in the ground and they say that his truck is up for sale 
They say she took it pretty hard but you can't tell too much behind the veil 
 
Well, listen ain't that pretty when the bugler plays the Military "TAPS" 
I think that when you's in the war they always hide 'n play a song like that 
Well, here I am and there they go and I guess you'd just call it my bad luck 
I hope he rests in peace, the trouble is the fellow owes me forty bucks