The Funeral

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

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Mother they were lowering slowly
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 into her grave
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And the good priest was speaking 
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on the happiness above
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Here below where man was made to 
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work and weep
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We all must walk through evil 
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lands and bales of suffering

[Verse 2]

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Suddenly a shout blew the ceremony
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The undertaker's man came running 
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and waved a piece of paper:
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"Sir this bill, he sought to let 
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the undertaker know
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It's not paid", "well stop the 
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show", his master said

[Chorus]

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The gravediggers raised the 
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corpse and waited patiently at hand
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The priest hissed in some dismay, 
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"Is this quite the time or place?"

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]

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Venomously father said: "we'll 
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have the money tuesday"
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The undertaker had to laugh: 
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"well, tuesday she'll be buried"
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"Charity", wept the priest in utter 
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disbelief
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"Father Angerblow, the undertaker 
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said

[Chorus]

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This misses business man and 
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that coffin is worth a lot
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Open it up right away boys there
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 are others who can pay"

[Otro]

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Here below where man was made to 
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work and weep
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We all must walk through evil 
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lands and bales of suffering