"The worms they crept in"

[Douglas G. Wilson]

>  The version we sang in the 30s in NE started:
>
>I'll wrap you up
>In a great big sheet
>And drop you down
>About fifty feet ....

Here is how I recall it from the 1950's, Detroit:

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Did you ever think
When the hearse goes by,
That you may be
The next to die?

They wrap you up
In a big white sheet
And drop you down
About fifty feet.

The next two days,
Your body decays;
The next two weeks,
Your gas tank leaks [this part never made any sense to me, but this is what
it sounded like].

The worms go in
And the worms go out;
The ants play pinochle
On your snout.

Your body turns
A pale green,
And pus comes out
Like whipping cream.

And me without my spoon!

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There were occasional slight variations.

-- Doug Wilson