The Funeral
Title | The Funeral |
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Artist | Turnpike Troubadours |
Album | Diamonds & Gasoline |
Release Date | 2010-08-31 |
Description | This is a story of an outcast son returning to Oklahoma City for his fathers funeral. |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] Well now stage right enter Jimmy, just a counterfeit James Dean With a pocket full of delta blues and cheap amphetamines Her feet up on the dashboard like a burned-out Betty Paige She might have been pretty if she were half her age But together they were something just a-closing down the bars Headed down to Okie City in a slightly stolen car [Verse 2] Well, their folks were decent people but they didn't like their kind When the car pulled in the driveway they were starin' through the blinds The preacher in the kitchen, oh he's eatin' apple pie Oh and Mama's in the bedroom, Lord she couldn't help but cry And Daddy looked so natural like he'd just gone to sleep And the preacher looked through Jimmy and prayed his soul to keep [Chrous] And it's comin' home, comin' home Ain't nothin' like a family to make you feel so damned alone He should've brought flowers, shoulda got Daddy's gun Ain't nobody waitin' on the prodigal son [Verse 3] Well they pulled out into traffic, nosed in behind the hearse And that awful empty feeling, well it went from bad to worse The preacher read from scripture and they put him in the ground Ah well, everybody loaded up and headed back to town But Jimmy got his whiskey out once everyone was gone Felt he should say somethin', starin' down at the stone [Chrous] And it's comin' home, comin' home Ain't nothin' like a family to make you feel so damned alone He should've brought flowers, shoulda got Daddy's gun Ain't nobody waitin' on the prodigal son [Verse 4] Well the men-folk folded tables and the ladies cleaned the plates The cousins asked about the car locked behind the gates Jimmy knew his daddy's .38 was in that trunk, buried deep And it'd find its rightful owner once its mama was asleep But Jimmy looked at Mama, Mama just looked down She said, "Why's it take a funeral, boy, to bring you back to town?"You might also like |