(Lyle Lovett)
I went to a funeral
Lord it made me happy
Seeing all those people
I ain't seen
Since the last time
Somebody died
Everybody talking
They were telling funny stories
Saying all those things
They ain't said
Since the last time
Somebody died
But you take a look around you
Don't it seem like something's missing
I said something that weren't missing
Lord the last time
Somebody died
You took him from the last time
To that hallowed ground
I'm praying take me to the next time Lord
So I can hang around
Then the people start to looking
And some of them start crying
And all the little children
Lord they're scared
Because they ain't never seen
A dead man before
You took him from the last time
To that hallowed ground
I'm praying take me to the next time Lord
So I can hang around
He's swimming through that Jordan
Going to the other side
But if it's all the same to you Lord
I think I'll stay dry
Now it's church on Sunday
It's a bar on Friday night
It's work on Monday
The preacher Lord you know he might sing
Hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
He's got church on Sunday
And he got drunk the night before
And he got his good gal when he got home
The preacher said he wants some more of that
Hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
Now if you want to get to heaven
Let me tell you what to do
You better grease your foot up buddy
With that mutton stew
And when the devil comes after you
With them greasy hands
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