Today we buried our mother
What a day, what a day, what a day
I told my father I loved her
But that I was going away
Everything she believed in
And everything she would say
Was buried in that box with her
What a day, what a day, what a day

Had a luncheon at a cafe
And before we ate we prayed
All the people remembered
Why they had sent her away
All the people remembered
But nobody said a thing
'Cept, "She looked pretty and peaceful"
I guess that means she's better off dead
Oh yeah, I guess that means she's better off dead

Today we buried our mother
We laid the poor woman to rest
Everyone got a new suit
And my sister wore an ivory dress
Today we buried our mother
What a day, what a day, what a day
I still remember the lullaby
She was singin' when they took her away
She was singin' when they took her away
What a day, what a day, what a day
What a day, what a day, what a day
Goodness gracious, save my soul
Another baby went down the hole
Will it sink or will it rise?
I'll mix its ashes with my wine