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Intro
Verse 1
The kids are in town for a
funeral
So pack the car and dry your
eyes
I know they got plenty of young
blood left in 'em
And plenty nights under pink
skies
You taught 'em to enjoy
Verse 2
So clean the house, clear the
drawers
Mop the floors, stand tall
Like no one's ever been here
Before or at all
And don't you mention all the
inches
That are scraped on the
doorframe
We all know you tiptoed
Up to 4'1 back in '08
Chorus
If you could see 'em now, you'd
be proud
But you'd think they's yuppiеs
Your funeral was beautiful
I bet God hеard you coming
Harmonica Solo
Verse 3
The kids are in town for a
funeral
And the grass all smells the
same as the day you broke your
arm swinging
On that kid out on the river
You bailed them out, never said
a thing
About Jesus or the way he's
livin'
Chorus
If you could see 'em now, you'd
be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies
Your funeral was beautiful
I bet God heard you comin'
Harmonica Solo
Chorus
If you could see 'em now, you'd
be proud
But you'd think they's yuppiеs
Your funeral was beautiful
I bet God hеard you coming
Harmonica Solo
Outro
The kids are in town for a
funeral
So pack the car and dry your
eyes
I know they got plenty of young
blood left in 'em
And plenty nights under pink
skies
You taught 'em to enjoy
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