My dad sang: Roll out that rubber tyred carriage, Roll out that old tattered hack, 'Cause there's twelve men goin' to the graveyard And eleven comin' back. I always though that he credited Jack Teagarden as his source. Manitoba Hal sings: Put a gang of ukuleles on my hearse wagon To raise hell as we roll along. I like to follow this song with Didn't He Ramble. I always imagine it taking place in New Orleans.
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