Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Man' An Undertake, artist - Dinah Washington. Date of issue: 02.06.2011
Song language: English
My Man' An Undertake |
| You better stop knocking on my door at night |
| You better keep your mouth shut good and tight |
| Cause my man’s an undertaker |
| And he’s got a coffin just your size. |
| Well, you better not brag 'bout the times we had |
| Cause that’ll only make Mr. Rise real mad, |
| My man’s an undertaker, |
| he’s got a coffin just your size. |
| I’d do your old clothes out on the dump |
| Now you can go and sit on the stump |
| I’d put another cushion on your easy chair |
| Cause to where you used to sit, |
| Mr Rise is sitting there |
| He promised me a cab and all you did was scheme |
| The only time I rode was in my dreams |
| Now my man’s an undertaker, |
| He’s got a fleet of limousins |
| I moved his business over here |
| Just to have him kinda near |
| Darling, the cellar where it used to be bed |
| Now Mr Rise keeps his coffins there |
| My man’ll come and get you in his big black house |
| Take you out of the house with your feet going first |
| My man’s an undertaker, |
| he’s got a coffin just your size. |