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Ballad Of Forty Dollars
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The man who preached the funeral Said it really was a simple way to die He laid down to rest one afternoon And never opened up his eyes. They hired me and Fred and Joe To dig the grave and carry up some chairs It took us seven hours and I guess we must have drunk a case of beer. I guess I oughta go and watch 'em Put him down but I don't own the suit And anyway when they start talkin' 'Bout the fire and hell well I get spooked. So I'll just sit here in my truck And act like I don't know him when they pass And anyway when they're all through I've got to go to work and mow the grass. Well, here they come and who's that ridin' In that big ole shiny limousine Hmm, look at all that chrome I do believe that that's the sharpest thing I've seen. That must belong to his great uncle Someone said he owned a big ole farm


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