Hundred Dollar Funeral Lyrics

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With one nickel in his pocket and a pack of cigarettes.
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 has gone on and is waiting up there.
Where there's no disappointments round Gods great throne.
No hundred dollar funerals, unloved and unknown.
No pretty marble headstone, not one friend came.
He was lowered by four strangers that didn't know his name
A loser on this earth, a debt so many must pay.
Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray.
There must be a mother who loved him somewhere.
Perhaps she has gone on and is waiting up there.
Where there's no disappointments round Gods great throne.
No hundred dollar funerals, unloved and unknown.
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