G
C
With one nickel in his pocket and a pack of cigarette
G
D7
There were no tears of sorrow no tears of regret
G
C
In a plain wooden casket the county laid him away
G
D7
G
Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray
C
G
There must be a mother who loved him somewhere
C
D7
Perhaps she had gone home and was waiting up there
G
C
Where there’s no disappointments around God’s great throne
G
D7
G
No hundred dollar funerals unloved and unknown
C
No pretty marble headstone no one friend came
G
D7
He was lowered by four strangers that didn’t know his name
G
C
A loser on this earth a debt so many must pay
G
D7
G
Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray
C
No pretty marble headstone no one friend came
G
D7
He was lowered by four strangers that didn’t know his name
G
C
A loser on this earth a debt so many must pay
G
D7
G
Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray
C
G
D7
