I picked up your body this beautiful morning
So cold, but a lovely shade of blue
Then I drained it, refilled it, and powdered it a bit
While I sang the embalmer’s blues.

I sang the embalmer’s blues
For one thing is certain, men must die
And while they’re being buried, the families will cry
But I’ll sing the embalmer’s blues.

I respectfully lay you in satin and gold
Your casket is warm though your body is cold
While your friends file by, I made you to smile
I’ll do the same for your friends in a while.

I sang the embalmer’s blues
For one thing is certain, men must die
And while they’re being buried, the families will cry
But I’ll sing the embalmer’s blues.

12/18/2005