Osborne Brothers
Osborne Brothers - Ballad of Forty Dollars songtekst
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Well, the man who preached the funeral Said it really was a simple way to die Well, he laid down to rest one afternoon And never opened up his eyes. They hired me and Fred and Joe To dig the grave and carry up some chairs It took us seven hours and I guess We must've drunk a case of beer. I guess I ought to go and watch them put him down But I don't own the suit Anyway when they start talking About the fire and hell, well, I get spooked. So I'll just sit here in my truck And act like I don't know him when they pass Anyway when they're all through I got to go to work and mow the grass. Well, here they come and who's that ridin' In that big ole shiny limousine Hmm, 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 ole 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. Why he's not even in the ground And they say that his track is up for sale They say she took it pretty hard But you can't tell too much behind a 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 hired and played 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'll rest in peace but trouble is That fella owes me forty bucks...