Ballad Of Forty Dollars歌词-Tom T. Hall

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Ballad Of Forty Dollars - Tom T. Hall

Written by：Tom T. Hall

The man who preached the funeral said

It really was a simple way to die

He lay 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 oughta go and watch them

Put him down but I don't own a suit

And anyway when they start talkin' about

The fire in 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've 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

But he's not even in the ground and

They say that his truck 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 have to play 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 fellow owes me forty bucks