Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Funeral, artist - McCarthy. Date of issue: 31.12.1985
Song language: English
The Funeral |
| 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 |