[Chorus]
Cecil's gone on home now
Said a last good bye and bye
Cecil's gone on to glory
Through a six foot hole
Clean off to where the angels
fly
Her daughter and her son-in-law
Came out with the kids and
all
They drove over from Georgia
Squeezed in their Japanese
car
They stuck his razor and his
pistol in a box
They took his Coca-Cola pendulum
clock
Back to their house in Atlanta
And they hung it up over the
bar
[Repeat Chorus]
Her son brought her a color
TV
And gave a second-hand trailer
and he
He went and boarded up the
house
That his daddy had built by
hand
When the fire truck got there
that night
Man, that trailer was a pitiful
sight
And she was hid behind the
smoke house
Holdin' a kerosene can.
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