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
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 café
And before we ate we prayed
All the people remembered
Why they had sent her away

All the people remembered
That nobody said a thing
That she looked pretty and peaceful
I guess that means that she?s better off dead

Oh yeah
I guess that means that 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 singing when they took her away
She was singing 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.