The Funeral - McCarthy-歌词

The Funeral - McCarthy

Mother they were lowering slowly into her grave

And the good priest

Was speaking on the happiness above

Here below where man was

Made to work and weep (work and weep)

We all must walk through evil lands

And bales of suffering

Suddenly a shout blew the ceremony

The undertaker's man came running

And waved a piece of paper

"Sir this bill " he sought to let the undertaker know

"it's not paid"

"Well stop the show " his master said

The gravediggers raised the corpse

And waited patiently at hand

The priest hissed in some dismay

"Is this quite the time or place "

Venomously father said

"We'll have the money Tuesday"

The undertaker had to laugh

Well Tuesday she'll be buried

"Charity " wept the priest in utter disbelief

"Father Angerblow

The undertaker said

This misses business man

And that coffin is worth a lot

Open it up right away boys

There are others who can pay

Here below where man was made to work

And weep (work and weep)

We all must go through evil

Lands and bales of suffering