The Rankin Family - Weddings, Wakes and Funerals lyrics

Weddings, wakes, and funerals I just rolled in from new found land Signal hill, howling wind Let's see Dark black rum and fishing boats The wolf is always at your throat, sadly I dreamed one night of an old dance hall The fiddler played The prompter called, proudly But it ended in a fearful brawl The old man said "That's it, that's all" Loudly I found myself on a dead end road Struggling with one heavy load and toll When I saw him dancing in the wind I knew right then that it must have been the ghost Of Charlie Joe Everybody dance I drifted off to a county cell Sweet songbirds and wedding bells ringing Then I arose to a funeral scene Long black veils and limousines, shining Weddings, wakes, funerals It might be heaven and it might be hell Depends But there's one thing that I do know You'll have your fill before you go Amen