Stop, Look and Listen

Oh stop and listen, hear those bells a-tone Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? Stop and listen, hear those bells a-tone I found my faro lying on a cooling board Says today has been a long old lonesome day Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? Says today has been a long old lonesome day Seems like tomorrow, mama going to be the same old way Mama going to be the same old way Seems like tomorrow, mama going to be the same old way Now don't your house look lonesome, when a hearse roll in front of your door Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? Don't your house look lonesome, when a hearse roll in front of your door I found my faro lying on a cooling board Says and it smokes like lightning, and it faro shine like gold Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? Says it smokes like lightning, and it faro shine like gold I wouldn't have seen her, not to save nobody's soul Lord then I ain't going down that big road by myself Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? Says I ain't going down that big road by myself If I don't carry you, mama I'm going to carry somebody else I'm going to carry somebody else And I followed my faro to the new burying ground Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? And I followed my faro to the new burying ground Watch the pallbearers when they lay my faro down When they lay my faro down