Poor Jud Is Dead
演唱：Rod Steiger,Gordon Macrae,Jay Blackton
Poor Jud is dead Poor Jud Fry is dead
All gather around his cawing now and cry
He had a heart of goldAnd he wasn't very old
Oh why did such a feller have to die
Poor Jud is dead
Poor Jud Fry is dead
He's looking' oh so peaceful and sereneAnd serene
He's all laid out to rest
With his hands across his chest
His fingernails have never been so clean
Then the preacher's get up and he'd say:
Folkswe are gathered here to moanAnd groan over our brother Jud Fry Who hung himself upBy a rope in his smokehouse
Then there'd be weeping' and wailing'
From some of those womenThen he'd say:
Jud was the most misunderstood manIn this here territory
People used to think he was a mean ugly fellerAnd they called him a dirty skunkAnd an ornery pig stealer
But the folks that really know him
Know that beneath themTwo dirty shirts he always woreThere beat a heart as big as all outdoorsAs big as all outdoors Jud Fry loved his feller manHe loved his feller man
He loved the birds of the forestAnd the beasts of the field He loved the miceAnd the vermin in the barns And he treatedThe rats like equalswhich was right
He loved all little children
He loved everything everybodyin the world
Only ohly he never let on
So nobody ever known it
Poor Jud is dead
Poor Jud Fry is dead
His friends'll weep and wail for miles aroundMiles Around The daisies in the dell
Will give out a different smell
Because poor Jud is underneath the ground
Poor Jud is deadA Candle lights his hairHe's layin' in a coffin made of wood
And folks are feelin' sadCause they used to treat him bad
But now they know their friendHas gone for good
Poor Jud is dead a candle lights his hair
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
Poor Judpoor Jud