﻿Resurrection ––––– 
(song) 
 
Man that once drank at a bar 
Hard by a church yard gray 
When evening shadows fell bizarre 
He staggered on his way… 
Right thru the graveyards ghostly air 
His soul moved on in waves 
Among the dim gray headstones there 
He weaved among the graves. 
 
Grave-diggers there had sunk a hole 
For those that cant behave 
And when our hero onward stole 
He stepped into the grave 
 
And there he slept in peace profound 
Till after break of day 
And crumbling sand did there abound 
Upon his mortal clay. 
 
In stark surprise he rubbed his eyes 
And said, in mournful tone, 
Don’t other corpses deign to rise 
But mine alone, alone? 
 
The barkeep thought it was a joke 
Straight from the churchyard-bed, 
Ad failed to understand the soak 
Was risen from the dead.