The Ballad Of Forty Dollars

<p>[Verse:]<br/>The man that preached the funeral said<br/>&quot;It really was a simple way to die<br/>He laid down to rest one afternoon<br/>And never opened up his eyes&quot;<br/>They hired me and Fred and Joe<br/>To dig the grave and carry up some chairs<br/>It took us seven hours and I guess<br/>We must have drunk a case of beer<br/>I guess I ought to go and watch them<br/>Put him down but I don&#x27;t own a suit<br/>And anyway when they start talkin&#x27;<br/>About the fire in hell I get spooked<br/>So let&#x27;s just sit here in the truck<br/>And act like we don&#x27;t know him when they pass<br/>Anyway, when they&#x27;re all through<br/>We got to go to work and mow the grass<br/>Here they come and who&#x27;s that riding<br/>In that big old shiny limousine<br/>Look at all that chrome I do believe that<br/>That&#x27;s the sharpest thing I&#x27;ve seen<br/>That must belong to his rich uncle<br/>Someone said he owned a big old farm<br/>When they get parked let&#x27;s mosey down<br/>And look it over, that won&#x27;t do no harm<br/>That must be the widow in the car<br/>And won&#x27;t you take a look at that<br/>That sure is a pretty dress you know<br/>Some women do look good in black<br/>He&#x27;s not even in the ground<br/>And they tell me his truck is up for sale<br/>They say she took it pretty hard<br/>But you can&#x27;t tell too much behind a veil<br/>Listen ain&#x27;t that pretty when<br/>A bugler plays a military taps<br/>I think when you were in the war<br/>They always hide and play a song like that<br/>Well, here we are and there he goes<br/>And I guess that you might call it our bad luck<br/>I hope he rests in peace<br/>But the trouble is the fellow owes us forty bucks