Various Artists — Pore Jud Is Daid

[CURLY] Pore Jud is daid Pore Jud Fry is daid All gather 'round his coffin now and cry He had a heart of gold And he wasn't very old Oh why did such a feller have to die? Pore Jud is daid Pore Jud Fry is daid He's lookin' oh so peaceful and serene— [JUD] And serene [CURLY] He's all laid out to rest With his hands acrost his chest His fingernails have never been so clean And then the preacher’d get up and say ‘Folks, we are gathered here to moan and groan Over our brother, Jud Fry Who hung hisself up by a rope in the smoke house’ Then there’d be weeping and wailing From some of them women And he’d say Jud was the most misunderstood man in the territory And people used to think he was a mean ugly feller And they called him a dirty skunk And an ornery pig stealer But the folks who really knowed him Knew that beneath them two dirty shirts he always wore There beat a heart as big as all our doors [JUD] As big as all our doors [CURLY] Jud Fry loved his fellow man [JUD] He loved his fellow man [CURLY] He loved the birds of the forest And the beasts of the field He loved the mice and vermin in the barn And he treated the rats like equals Which was right And he loved little children He loved everybody And everything in the world Only he never let on So nobody ever noticed Pore Jud is daid Pore Jud Fry is daid His friends'll weep and wail fer miles around [JUD] Miles around [CURLY] The daisies in the dell Will give out a different smell Because Pore Jud is underneath the ground [JUD] Pore Jud is daid A candle lights his head He's layin' in a coffin made of wood [CURLY] Wood [JUD] And folks are feelin' sad Cause they use to treat him bad And now they know their friend is gone for good [CURLY] Good [BOTH] Pore Jud is daid A candle lights his haid [CURLY] He's lookin' oh so purty and so nice He looks like he's asleep It's a shame that he won't keep But it's summer and we're running out of ice [BOTH] Pore Jud, Pore Jud