Текст (слова) песни: Norma Jean - Hundred Dollar Funeral
With one nickel in his pocket and a pack of cigarette There were no tears of sorrow no tears of regret In a plain wooden casket the county laid him away Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray
There must be a mother who loved him somewhere Perhaps she had gone home and was waiting up there Where there`s no disappointments around God`s great throne No hundred dollar funerals unloved and unknown
No pretty marble headstone no one friend came He was lowered by four strangers that didn`t know his name A loser on this earth a death so many must pay Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray There must be a mother who loved him somewhere... No hundred dollar funerals unloved and unknown
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