I was just listening to this on the album “No Man’s Land” by Dennis Tracey.

The lyrics in that version are in a slightly different order, and have a couple of minor differences to the version above.

Chambers caskets are so fine,
Made of sandal-wood and pine.
If your loved ones have to go,
Dial Columbia triple-0h.
If your loved ones pass away,
Have them pass the Chambers way.
Chambers customers all sing,
"Death, o death, where is thy sting?”
Amen!