Тональность: D major•
Verse 1
D
G
D
G
D
The man
who preached the funeral
G
Said it really was a simple way to die
A
He laid down to rest one afternoon
D
And never opened up his eyes
They hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry
A
It took us seven hours
And I guess we must have drunk
Verse 2
D
I guess I ought to go and watch
them put 'I'm down
G
But I don't own a suit
A
And anyway when they
start talkin' about
D
The fire in Hell, well, I get spooked
So, I'll just sit here in my truck
And act like I don't know
A
Anyway, when they're all through
I've got to go to work
and mow the grass.
D
Verse 3
Well, here they come and who's that
Ridin' in that big ol' shiny
A
Mmh! look at all that chrome,
I do believe
D
That's the sharpest thing I've seen
That must belong to his great uncle
Someone said he owned
A
When they get parked I'll
mosey down
and look it over,
that won't do no harm.
D
Verse 4
Well, that must be the widow in the cr
G
And would you take a look at that
A
That sure is a pretty dress
You know some women do
Well, he's not even in the ground
G
And they say that his truck is up for sale
A
They say she took it pretty hard
But you can't tell too
much behind the veil.
D
Verse 5
Well, listen ain't that pretty
When the bugler plays
A
I think that when you's
in the war
They always (hide 'n) play
Well, here I am and there they go
G
And I guess you'd call it my bad luck
A
I hope he rests in peace, the trouble is
D
The fellow owes me forty bucks.
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