The Mortician’s Daughter

Album cover art for "The Mortician’s Daughter" by Freedy Johnston

Freedy Johnston - Rock, In English

The Mortician’s Daughter

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Duration: 3:56

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] I used to love the mortician's daughter We drew our hearts on the dusty coffin lids I grieve tonight over this letter My tears dissolve an image from the careful ink [Chorus] Her father stands in the open door, he's waiting for her There's a storm blowing across the lake, it's late summer On the broken step is a cardboard box full of wilted flowers She whispers in my burning ear, "it doesn't matter" [Verse 2] I used to love the mortician's daughter We rolled in the warm grass by the boneyard fence Her skin so white, the first leaves falling This long forgotten night, I am there again [Chorus] Her father stands in the open door, he's waiting for her There's a ribbon printed with "last respects" flowing down the gutter And the rain comes in and she drops my hand she's turning, laughing And I used to love the mortician's daughter [Verse 3] I used to love the mortician's daughter We drew our hearts on the dusty coffin lids There's a lonely dove out on the telephone wire I turn my head and she flies away

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Credits

Writers
  • Freedy Johnston