well, it's 3x8 and five feet deep
we'll get no rest, 'cause death don't sleep
they're piling up at the morgue on the other side of town
so pick them shovels up boys and get 'em in the ground

old man carson lived a fairly long life
that seemed a little too long after the mrs. died
so he cut a length of rope, walked out to the barn
now their side by side again down in the cemetery lawn

my good friend chet had a real fast car
not a hot rod for miles could beat that 440 dodge
there wasn't much left (he should've never tried to pass)
except an 8 ball shifter with his hand still attached

our backs are always hurtin, but we never complain
not when it's ten below freezing or in the pouring down rain
we'll make your death bed a place that you'll be proud to lie
we'll tuck you in with dirt and pack it down right