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EWhen I saw the ambulance Ascreaming down Main Street
EI didn't give it a Bthought
But Eit was my Uncle Eugene
He Adied on October the E2nd, B198E1
EAnd my Uncle Wilbur
AThey all called him Skinner
EAnd they said for his younger Bways
He'd get Edrunk in the morning
And show me the Arolls of fifties and hundreds
He Ekept in the glove box of his Bold grey EImpala
Chorus: And we'C#mre all gonBna be here foErever
So Mama don't you make such a stir B
Put dEown that camera
And coAme on and join up
The last Eof the familBy reserEve
ENow my second cousin Ahis name was Calloway
He Edied when he'd barely turned Btwo
And it was pEeanut butter and Ajelly what did it
The Ehelp she didn't Bknow what to Edo
She just stood there and she wBatched him turn Eblue
EAnd my friend Brian Temple hAe thought he could make it
So Efrom the third story heB jumped
And Ehe missed the swimming pool
But Aonly by inches
And Eeveryone Bsaid he was Edrunk
EAnd there was great Uncle Julius and there was AAunt Annie Miller
And EMary and Grandaddy BPaul
And there was EHannah and Ella and AAlvin and Attic
And Ehe owned his Bown funeral Ehome
EAnd there are more I remember andA more I could mention
Than Ewords I could write in this Bsong
But I Efeel them watching and AI see them laughing
And EI, I hear them Bsinging aElong
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