A Fine Suit - Josh Tillman

Oh happy days

Though I’d rather not

Send you off this way

Off this way

But you can’t wait

You can’t let your fingers

Grace with mine

When they’re tied up

When they’re tied up

With twine

I bought a house

Bought a storefront in East Jackson

Though I might as well

Trade it all in

For a wristwatch

And a cedar box

And a fine suit

A fine suit

To be buried in

To be buried in

To be buried in