What A Day

Today we buried our mother
 What a day
 What a day
 What a day
 I told my father I loved her
 But that I was going away
 Everything she believed in
 And everything she would say
 was buried in that box with her
 what a day
 what a day
 what a day
 had a luncheon at a café
 and before we ate we prayed
 all the people remembered
 why they had sent her away
 all the people remembered
 that nobody said a thing
 that she looked pretty and peaceful
 I guess that means that she's better off dead
 Oh yeah
 I guess that means that she's better off dead
 Today we buried our mother
 We laid the poor woman to rest
 Everyone got a new suit
 And my sister wore an ivory dress
 Today we buried our mother
 What a day
 What a day
 What a day
 I still remember the lullaby
 She was singing when they took her away
 She was singing when they took her away
 What a day
 What a day
 What a day
 What a day
 What a day
 What a day
 Goodness gracious, save my soul
 Another baby went down the hole
 Will it sink or will it rise?
 I'll mix its ashes with my wine.