Caroline Says - Funeral Potatoes

Funeral Potatoes

Mark of familiar
I know you think about me, though probably not fondly
Well, I adore you anyway
And if I die, lord, let them know I’m sorry
I don’t want to see you, you don’t know one thing about me
But I don’t know, I guess that there was never much to say
When I leave will you keep an eye out for me?

Written by:
Caroline Kimball Sallee

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