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[Verse 1]
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Well out in the country we didn't have mortuaries
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And so it was always customary for the undertaker to do his job
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And lay your kin out right there at home.
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Yeah, the church would loan you folding chairs
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And you'd have visitation and everything right there
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But when the nighttime come you'd have to sit up with the dead
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Cause it wasn't right to leave them alone.
[Verse 2]
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Well the last time I sat up was in '65 when my old arthritic Uncle Fred died
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He was 97, so stooped over the mortician couldn't straighten him out
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They used a loggin' chain to hold him down
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Covered that all up with a cape and gown and didn't tell nobody in the family
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Cause that's the kind of stuff folk's just don't want to know about.
[Verse 3]
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Well we were all sittin' there, it was three in the morning
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And then there came up a cloud, thunder, lightnin' and stormin'
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Well that lightnin' flashed, and the thunder clapped
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And that chain round old Uncle Fred went snap!
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Rattled and fell to the floor with a thump
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And old Uncle Fred just sat right up. (YEOW)
[Chorus]
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And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more, I don't know 'bout you
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No, I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more, no matter what you say or do
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They say the dead can't hurt you cause they already left
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But what they left can sure make you hurt yourself
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And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more
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Since the dead started sittin' up too. Lord, have mercy.
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[Verse 4]
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Well when Uncle Fred sat up so did everyone there
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And there came a great partin' in the folding chairs
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And that preacher nearly knocked me down, he said,
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"Ooh, I'm headin' out that kitchen door."
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I hollered, "Rev, that kitchen ain't got no door in it!"
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He said, "Don't worry son it will have in a minute!"
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And I ain't never seen so much jumpin' and shovin' before.
[Verse 5]
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Then somebody stepped on some old cat's tail
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And he let out a scream, a screech, a wail
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And to say the least that howl didn't hwlp to calm the situation down
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And then that lightnin' flashed, and that house went black
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And I spoke to my feet and said, "Boys, make tracks."
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And I went through that screen door lickety split for town.
[Verse 6]
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Well I cut through the cenetary, fell into a hole
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It was Uncle Fred's grave, it was dark and cold.
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Yeah, the town drunk dug it too deep
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And unbeknownst to me he's still in there asleep.
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And I'm scratchin' and jumpin' tryin' to get out of that hole
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And he woke up amd said, "E ght as well come over here and sit down beside me, boy,
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Csuse you ain't gettin' outta here tonight."
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But I did.
[Chorus]
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And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more, I don't know 'bout you
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No, I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more, no matter what you say or do
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They say the dead can't hurt you cause they already left
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But what they left can sure make you hurt yourself
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And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more
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Since the dead started sittin' up too.
