Template:Your Funeral My Trial

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lyrics for
Your Funeral My Trial

Well, I recall when we first met
It was on a Friday night
We spent two lovely hours together
And the world it seemed all right
I'm begging you, baby, please stop that off-the-wall jive
'Cause if you don't treat me no better
It's gonna be your funeral and my trial

Well, the Lord made the world and everything that's in it
The way my baby love is some solid sentiment
She can love to heal the sick, she can love to raise the dead
You might think that I'm joking, you better believe what I said
I'm begging you, baby, please stop that off-the-wall jive
Oh, if you don't treat me no better
It's gonna be your funeral and my trial