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| This Song is meant for older campers. Decide for yourself if it is appropriate for your younger campers or not. | |
| Lyrics: | Don't you laugh when the hearse goes by 'Cause you might be the next to die They'll wrap you up in a clean white sheet And put you down about six feet deep They put you into a wooden box, And cover you over with earth and rocks. It's not so bad for the first few weeks Until your coffin begins to leak. The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out The worms play pinochle on your snout They eat your eyes, they eat your nose They eat the jelly between your toes They eat your clothes, they eat your hat They crawl in skinny, and crawl out fat Your teeth fall in and your eyes pop out, Your brains come trickling down your snout. Then you turn disgustingly green Your skin as slimy as whipping cream. So next time you see the hearse go by Watch out! You may be the next (pause) To (pause) Die! |
When a Hearse Goes By Camping Song 
