Charlie Parr Funeral Road Blues lyrics
Funeral Road Blues
Charlie Parr
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When I go down that funeral road, baby I'll be dressed up fine
Italian tuxedo with twenties sown in the linin'
Everybody'll look twice cuz they know that suit weren't mine
They'll be a Cadillac hearse-wagon takin my morbid load
And my family'll ride in a limousine over that lonesome road
Nobody'll recognize them outside our rusty Ford
They'll shave off my whiskers, baby, and comb my poor hair down
Splash me with cologne, now, before they put me in the ground
They'll say he never looked that good when he was out on the town
When you go down that funeral road to visit my fancy stone
And lay some pretty flowers all over my well dressed bones
Don't cry for me sweet mama, you know I can't come home
Never had much was mine, take nothin when I leave
You can throw my body over into the deep dark sea
Let my poor man's preacher say some words over me
Italian tuxedo with twenties sown in the linin'
Everybody'll look twice cuz they know that suit weren't mine
They'll be a Cadillac hearse-wagon takin my morbid load
And my family'll ride in a limousine over that lonesome road
Nobody'll recognize them outside our rusty Ford
They'll shave off my whiskers, baby, and comb my poor hair down
Splash me with cologne, now, before they put me in the ground
They'll say he never looked that good when he was out on the town
When you go down that funeral road to visit my fancy stone
And lay some pretty flowers all over my well dressed bones
Don't cry for me sweet mama, you know I can't come home
Never had much was mine, take nothin when I leave
You can throw my body over into the deep dark sea
Let my poor man's preacher say some words over me
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