When he was a boy, just sixteen years
Bursting at the elbows, wet behind the ears
Papa called him in and sat him in a chair
Said, "Son, I think it's time you had a suit to wear."

It was his old blue suit, the one he used to wear
With his pants all shiny and the cuffs worn bare
He never had much, but he always bought the best
And in his old blue suit, today they're laying him to rest

Every Friday evening, driving into town
In his '37 Chevy, with the top rolled down
Waving at the ladies, he'd give his horn a toot
A-sitting there, a-beaming, in his old blue suit

It was his old blue suit, the one he used to wear
With his pants all shiny and the cuffs worn bare
He never had much, but he always bought the best
And in his old blue suit, today they're laying him to rest

At a wedding or a funeral, a party of a dance
You'd better brush you jacket, don't forget to press your pants
With polish on his shoes, Vitalis on his hair
He always looked his finest every time he'd wear

His old blue suit, the one he used to wear
With his pants all shiny and the cuffs worn bare
He never had much, but he always bought the best
And in his old blue suit, today they're laying him to rest

Down at the feed store, only yesterday
Why, everyone was talking 'bout how he passed away
When he meets Peter on the golden stair
I guess I don't have to tell you what he'll wear

He'll wear his old blue suit, the one he used to wear
With his pants all shiny and the cuffs worn bare
He never had much, but he always bought the best
And in his old blue suit, today they're laying him to rest
And in his old blue suit, today they're laying him to rest