Pa drove to town yesterday to pick out a grave
He found the lot where she'd lay
Then he drove to old man Ed Sederdoms's place
To find him some peace
He got there round about twelve
And he stayed 'till three
And the sun left him down in the valley
But the moon met him up in the hills by the lake
Reflecting the ghost of ma's face
Suppertime came and went
No one heard from him
Sis' left his food on his plate
At the end of the table right next to ma's place
Where nobody sits
Telephone rang about four
My sis answered it
And I felt the news through the floorboards
Like a long sufferin' moan
Like a wreck on the road
Like a joining of hands
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shala la la
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shala la
So I drove to town yesterday
To pick out his grave
I found the lot where they'd lay
And I drove to old man Ed Sederdoms's place
To find me some peace