Overcoats - Dirk Hamilton

Who's gonna drive the cadillac take her down and bring her back?

Somebody's got to choose a suit

One of us better stay back home to open the mail and get the phone

and help 'em put away the food

(CHORUS)
Oh, please send the strength I need to help me
keep myself together, please
Oh, no, I'm in this house alone
I'm never gonna make it through those old overcoats

I open a box and lyin' there is a keychain woven from his mother's hair
a box of his own baby blond hair too
Well, I can't think of anything worse than a stranger speakin'
phoney words over the body of a man that lived so true

(CHORUS)
Oh please, send the strength I need
To help me find the flashlight and the keys
Oh, no, I'm in here all alone
I'm never gonna make it through those old overcoats

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