I Don't Cry at Funerals
I bow down and hold my anger
I wouldn't want you ashamed of me
Find a quite place
Take it in, I see your face
I still can't believe the way
That things have gone
And they are crying
There's not a dry eye in here
But mine
And I knew you
Better than these fakes and fools
I can't believe
She didn't call me
But I won;t speak another word
On that false intention
I don't cry at funerals, not at all
I know your in a better place Dad
I know that Heaven's gates are freeing
But I still miss our talks
As selfish as that thought may be but
A flower on your grave is all I know
The way
That things have gone
And they are crying
There's not a dry eye around me
But mine
I knew you better
Than these fakes and fools
I can't believe
She didn't call me
But I won't speak another work
On that false intention
I don't cry at funerals
Not at all
I am just a son of a lost singing soul
I am just the son of a sinner made whole
Catch a dream of the late night
Catch a dream of the open road
Two Fathers in Heaven loving me and this I know for sure
That's a fact and it doesn't matter who has your guitar
Catch a case of the blues Daddy because I'm still missing you
But it's alright
How things have gone
And their crying
Theirs not a dry eye around me
But mine
And I knew you better than these fakes and fools
I can't believe
She didn't call me
But I won't speak another work on that false intention
Just so you know
I don't cry at funerals
I wouldn't want you ashamed of me
Find a quite place
Take it in, I see your face
I still can't believe the way
That things have gone
And they are crying
There's not a dry eye in here
But mine
And I knew you
Better than these fakes and fools
I can't believe
She didn't call me
But I won;t speak another word
On that false intention
I don't cry at funerals, not at all
I know your in a better place Dad
I know that Heaven's gates are freeing
But I still miss our talks
As selfish as that thought may be but
A flower on your grave is all I know
The way
That things have gone
And they are crying
There's not a dry eye around me
But mine
I knew you better
Than these fakes and fools
I can't believe
She didn't call me
But I won't speak another work
On that false intention
I don't cry at funerals
Not at all
I am just a son of a lost singing soul
I am just the son of a sinner made whole
Catch a dream of the late night
Catch a dream of the open road
Two Fathers in Heaven loving me and this I know for sure
That's a fact and it doesn't matter who has your guitar
Catch a case of the blues Daddy because I'm still missing you
But it's alright
How things have gone
And their crying
Theirs not a dry eye around me
But mine
And I knew you better than these fakes and fools
I can't believe
She didn't call me
But I won't speak another work on that false intention
Just so you know
I don't cry at funerals
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Writer(s): Kameko Jennings
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