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The Embalmer's Blues

by Hartwell Davis

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 embalmers blues.

I sang the embalmers blues
For one thing is certain, men must die
And while theyre being buried, the families will cry
But Ill sing the embalmers 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
Ill do the same for your friends in a while.

I sang the embalmers blues
For one thing is certain, men must die
And while theyre being buried, the families will cry
But Ill sing the embalmers blues.

12/18/2005

Author's Note: Dedicated to my funeral director father, Junius Davis

Posted on 12/18/2005
Copyright © 2026 Hartwell Davis

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