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• Artiste: Wade Bowen
• Titre: Death, Dyin' And Deviled Eggs
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Well the music was sad The widows all dressed in black and we sang Told stories all about the good ole days There were hugs to give and a few more tears to cry Then we closed the lid and we gave him one last ride And we laid him in the ground And headed back to town There were casseroles and pecan pies Mama's sweet tea and beer on ice Hell of a way to say goodbye I guess Preacher clears his throat and then he said Everybody bow your heads And just like that everything was blessed So here's to death, dyin' and deviled eggs Yeah such is life We're all at the mercy of a butter knife on a plate Checkered table cloth and I'll fly away Keep in mind that it always ends the same And there's no love like no potluck left to say And they'll lay you in the ground All headed back to town And those casseroles and pecan pies Mama's sweet tea and beer on ice Hell of a way to say goodbye I guess Preacher clears his throat and then he says Everybody bow your heads And just like that everything is blessed So here's to death, dyin' and deviled eggs If you wanna go to heaven Better have Jesus in your soul Make damn well sure That you get plenty before you go Those casseroles and pecan pies Mama's sweet tea and beer on ice Hell of a way to say goodbye I guess Preacher clears his throat and then he says Everybody bow your heads And just like that everything is blessed Yeah just like that everything is blessed So here's to death, dyin' and deviled eggs Yeah here's to death Here's to dyin' Gotta love them deviled eggs