In Harlem:
in Harlem:
Night funeral
In Harlem:
The streetlight
Who was it sent
Shined just like a tear--
Yet they got a satin box
and six pallbearers
To that girl who paid the preacher man--
Preached that boy away--
And the lid shut on his head
That wreath of flowers?
Them flowers came
When they meet their ends.
Them two fine cars?
Night funeral
Charged Five Dollars
That boy that they was mournin
Carried him out for dead
It was all their tears that made
Night funeral
And off down Lenox Avenue
That long black hearse done sped,
His girl friend had to pay.
Night Funeral in Harlem
and the organ had done played
When it was all over
Theyll want flowers, too,
At his corner
Night funeral
His insurancelapsed the other day--
In Harlem:
from that poor boys friends--
for his head to lay.
To them folks that brought the flowers,
Old preacher man
Black boy to his grave?
Was so dear, so dear
and the last prayers been said
Where did they get
Who preached that
Insurance man, he did not pay--
