Текст песни Hundred Dollar Funeral

With one nickel in his pocket and a pack of cigarettes
There were no tears of sorrow no tears of regrets
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 loves him somewhere
Perhaps she had gone home and was waiting up there
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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 death so many must pay
Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray
There must be a mother...