Whenever you see a hearse go by,
Don't laugh, you might be the next to die.
They wrap you up in a big white sheet
They lower you down about 60 fee
Your body's okay for about a week
But then your bones begin to creak
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
They play pinnochle upon your snout
One little worm that's not too shy
Crawls in your ear and out your eye
Your body turns a slimy green
The sand pours in like whipping cream
Gosh, I forgot my spoon !!
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