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THE FUNERAL (Fred Rose) I was walking in Savannah past a church, decayed and dim; When slowly through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn; And my sympathy awakened, and a wonder quickly grew; 'Til I found myself envired in a little colored pew. Out front a colored couple sat in sorrow, nearly wild; On the altar was a casket, and in the casket was a child; I could picture him while livin', curly hair, protuding lips; I'd seen perhaps a thousand in my hurried southern trips. Rose a sad old colored preacher from his little wooden desk; With a manner sorta awkward, and countenance grotesque; The sinmplicity and shrewdness in his Ethiopian face; Showed the wisdom and ignorance of a crushed, undying race. And he said, ""Now don't be weeping for this pretty bit of clay; For the little boy who lived there has done gone and run away; He was doing very finely, and he appreciates your love; But his shore 'nuff the Heavenly Father wanted him in the big house up above. The Lord didn't give you that baby, by no hundred thousand miles; He just thinks thought you needed sunshine, and He lent it for awhile; And He let you keep and love it 'til your hearts were bigger grown; And these silver tears you're sheddin' now is just interest on the loan. Just think, my poor dear mourners, creeping 'long on sorrows life's way; What a blessed picnic this here baby got today; Your good fathers and good mothers crowd the little fellow 'round; In the angel's tender garden of the big plantation ground. And his eyes they brightly sparkle at the pretty things he viewed; But a tear came, and he whispered, 'I want my parents , too'; But then the angel's chief musicians teach that little boy a song; Says if only they be faithful they'll soon be coming 'long. So, my poor detached mourners, let your hearts with Jesus rest; And don't go to criticizin' the One what knows the best; He has give us many comforts He's got the right to take away; To the Lord be praised in glory, forever, let us pray."" Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr. @death @funeral filename[ FUNERAL GG OCT98 |
The Funeral |
