Hundred Dollar Funeral Lyrics - Norma Jean

With one nickel in his pocket and a pack of cigarette 

There were no tears of sorrow no tears of regret 

In a plain wooden casket the county laid him away 

Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray 

There must be a mother who loved him somewhere 

Perhaps she had gone home and was waiting up there 

Where there's no disappointments around God's great throne 

No hundred dollar funerals unloved and unknown 

No pretty marble headstone no one friend came 

He was lowered by four strangers that didn't know his name 

A loser on this Earth, a death so many must pay 

Just a hundred dollar funeral with no loved ones to pray 

There must be a mother who loved him somewhere 

Perhaps she had gone home and was waiting up there 

Where there's no disappointments around God's great throne 

No hundred dollar funerals unloved and unknown 

No hundred dollar funerals unloved and unknown