Decemberists Burying Davy
Bring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying Davy
We're burying Davy
Gather the screws and spades
Oil up your mud-brown slicker
Gather the screws and spades
We're burying Davy
We're burying Davy
Who planed the old pine bough?
Who said his legs aren't crooked?
Who planed the old pine bough?
For burying Davy
For burying Davy
His mother wept no tears
His brother grew unruly
His mother wept no tears
At burying Davy
At burying Davy
Bring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying Davy
We're burying Davy
(The Rake Song promo download verse:)
Say he fell in with theives
Say his wife grew ugly
Say he fell in with theives
Say burdenful Avy
