I sure have seen it before…
… and I wish I never have to see it again.
The death of a loved one…
… and what it truly means.
You see, my relatives all await…
… for his will to be read.
But all I can think about…
… is my beloved father instead!
There’s this little black suitcase…
… at last I had a chance to see.
But my father was holding on to it…
… and he wouldn’t let it go free.
And in it there contained this record…
… of my father’s life and his memories.
But he was holding on to it tightly…
… he just wouldn’t let it go free!
I sure have seen it before…
… and I wish I never have to see it again.
The death of a loved one…
… and what it truly means.
You see, my relatives all await…
… for his will to be read.
But all I can think about…
… is that little black suitcase instead!
You see, he means so much to me…
… and my relatives just can’t see.
Keep all of his money, I told them…
… just leave me his memories.
And there’ll be no court dates…
… or lawsuits to worry about.
For the money I will forsake…
For his memories I have no doubt!
I sure have seen it before…
… and I wish I never have to see it again.
The death of a loved one…
… and what it truly means.
You see, my relatives all await…
… for his will to be read.
But all I can think about…
… is that little black suitcase instead!
Just leave that suitcase to me, dad…
… and I promise you will see.
I’ll cherish that little black suitcase…
… which holds all of your memories.
Go ahead and give your inheritance…
… to the rest of our relatives instead.
‘Cause I only want that little black suitcase…
...let your inheritance go to their head!
I sure have seen it before…
… and I wish I never have to see it again.
The death of a loved one…
… and what it truly means.
You see, my relatives all await…
… for his will to be read.
But all I can think about…
… is my beloved father instead!
Lord knows all I can think about…
... is that…
… little black suitcase…
… instead!
copyright 2001 by Stephen Ray Leitzell
P.O. Box 380
Middletown, DE
19709-0380
Reason for writing:
The vulchers are just awaitin'... but to get to my dad's memories, they'll have to go through me!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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