Undertaker Strut – Ed Harcourt – letras

Down in the valley where the river flowsThere’s a man with a long black coatRainthat is falling and clouds that char blackOn the coffin that tries to floatChildren they cryWhen they look eye to eyeStay in your homeWhen the undertaker roams your townThe Funeral director is a busy manHe must do the job on timeTape measures, nails and a clawhammer beckon himTo bind the wood that bindsChildren they cryWhen they look eye to eyeStay in your homeWhen the undertaker roams your townBlind as a bat, chain up the soulDon’t chew the fat, just hide in a holeDown in the valley where the river flowsThere’s a man with a long black coatRain that is falling and clouds that char blackOn the coffin that starts to floatChildrenthey cryWhen they look eye to eyeStay in your homeWhen the undertaker roams your townBlind as a bat, chain up the soulDon’t chew the fat, just hide in a hole