Conway Twitty - Ballad Of Forty Dollars Lyrics




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
When they get parked I'll mosey down
And look it over that won't do no harm.

Well, that must be the widow in the car
And would you take a look at that
That sure is a pretty dress
You know some women do look good in black.

He's not even in the ground
And they say his track is up for sale
They say she took it pretty hard
But you can't tell too much behind a veil.

Now listen ain't that pretty
When the bugler plays the military taps
I think that when you's in the war
They always hired and played a song like that.

Well, here I am and there they go
And I guess you'd call it my bad luck
I hope he'll rest in peace but trouble is
That fellow owed me forty bucks...





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  1. Mary Mossow

    I always said he could sing any song and this is one of them

  2. Johnny Evil

    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 ought to go and watch them put 'I'm down
    But I don't own a suit
    And anyway when they start talkin' about
    The fire in Hell, well, I get spooked
    So, I'll just sit here in my truck
    And act like I don't know 'I'm when they pass
    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 ol' shiny limousine
    Mmh! look at all that chrome, I do believe
    That's the sharpest thing I've seen
    That must belong to his great uncle
    Someone said he owned a big ol' farm
    When they get parked I'll mosey down
    and look it over, that won't do no harm.

    Well, that must be the widow in the cr
    And would you take a look at that
    That sure is a pretty dress
    You know some women do look good in black
    Well, he's not even in the ground
    And they say that his truck is up for sale
    They say she took it pretty hard
    But you can't tell too much behind the veil.

    Well, listen ain't that pretty
    When the bugler plays the Military "Taps"
    I think that when you's in the war
    They always (hide 'n) play a song like that
    Well, here I am and there they go
    And I guess you'd call it my bad luck
    I hope he rests in peace, the trouble is
    The fellow owes me forty bucks.

  3. TheGto389

    clasic conway awesome

  4. luna12351

    Wunderschöne Lied -Danke  mit Grüssen 

  5. Károlyné Szépvölgyi

    Csodálatos ez a dal az énekes fantasztikus,
    Nagyon tetszett, köszönettel Klára Szépvölgyi