Halleloo by Alex McMurray

some say you see your people when you die —oh my
some say you only say goodbye no matter how hard you might try

some say you can’t take it when you go—and so
it’s best not to leave a thing
there’s really nothing more you can bring

and i don’t know if it’s true
there’s only one thing you can do

sing hallelujah hallelujah halleloo…
hallelujah hallelujah halleloo
when the lord comes to get you well you know just what to do
sing hallelujah hallelujah halleloo

some say a silver dollar in your hand—it can
help you when you make your way
on your final day

some say no one rob you when you’re dead—it’s said
nobody could be so mean
the worms are gonna pick you clean

and if you don’t think that’s so
it’s alright you never gonna know

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the lord keeps his tally while they toil in the valley
every tom dick and sally soldiers on…

one day the rain come make us all clean—it seems
the dirt is meant to keep us down
scraping and shuffling around

one day you’ll see that kingdom in the sky—oh why
does it have to be so high?
they never gonna tell you 'til you die

just what do we have to fear to have a little heaven down here?

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• Alternative
• Americana
• singer-songwriter
• New Orleans