Lavender Coffin - Joe Thomas

I spent my life playing dice and the horses,

From Saratoga to Timbuktu,

and now that I’m running my last mile honey,

please make my wish come true.

All I want is a lavender coffin,

white cardinias all around

swing band playing a funeral march,

and lower me into the holy ground.

All I want is eleven sweet maidens,

they’re all singing that youve got to be hip.

Singing around my new lavander coffin,

and a swinging on the funeral stairs.

(Saint Peter) I’m a comin'

I’m a comin', yeah, to stay,

I ain’t been bad,

so open up those gates on my judgement day.

Hear those angels so solomny singing,

Gabriel blowing a mournful sound.

All I want is a lavender coffin

when they lower me into the holy ground.

(Saint Peter) I’m a comin'

I’m a comin', yeah, to stay,

I ain’t been bad,

so open up those gates on my judgement day.

Hear those angels so solomny singing,

Gabriel blowing a mournful sound.

All I want is a lavender coffin

when they lower me into the holy ground.

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