Black Shiny Shoes
I’ll take a pair of black shiny shoes for my funeral day
I leave behind me some old work boots and trade
And I will lay smiling in my grave
In my new pair of black shiny shoes
‘Cause it’s a long walk to the grave full of long hard days
Back-breaking, feet aching, sweat and toil and shame
And tired and awake it means the same thing
‘Cause we all lost in the hammers that swing
‘Cause it is work to eat. It is work to breathe
And it is work to live on this Earth, yes it is.
So when I leave it will be such relief
And I shall look my best
In my black shiny shoes for my funeral day
I leave behind me some old work boots and trade
And I will lay smiling in my grave
In my new pair of black shiny shoes
Don’t lay no box around me when you lay me ‘neath the bounds
Don’t wrap me up in no burial shroud
I’ll take a suit ‘tween dirt and skin whenever you lay me in
I want it feel it when I lay in the ground
Don’t lay no stone at my head. No roses laying dead
Just lay a little bit of dirt across my chest
Oh yeah. And if you please don’t dig more than you need
Just get me a little dirty before I rest
In my black shiny shoes for my funeral day
I leave behind me some old work boots and trade
And I will lay smiling in my grave
In my new pair of black shiny shoes
In my new pair of black shiny shoes