Porter Wagoner – Hundred Dollar Funeral (Ukulele)

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With one nickel in his pocket and a pack of cigarettes.

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There were no tears of sorrow, no tears of regret.

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In a plain wooden casket, the county laid him away.

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Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray.

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There must be a mother who loved him somewhere.

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Perhaps she has gone on and is waiting up there.

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Where there's no disappointments round Gods great throne.

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No hundred dollar funerals, unloved and unknown.

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No pretty marble headstone, not one friend came.

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He was lowered by four strangers that didn't know his name

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A loser on this earth, a debt so many must pay.

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Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray.

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There must be a mother who loved him somewhere.

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Perhaps she has gone on and is waiting up there.

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Where there's no disappointments round Gods great throne.

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No hundred dollar funerals, unloved and unknown.