Lyrics

THEY’RE COMING TO GET YOU BARBARA

Here we are.
We’re finally here.
The same damn trip
We make each year.

It’s 3 hours out
And 3 hours home
To lay this wreath
On the old man’s stone.

‘We still recall’
Well that’s a laugh.
What a poor excuse
For and epitaph.

Let’s dump the wreath
And be on our way.
Please go to church
If you must pray.

They’re coming to get you Barbara.
It’s just like Johnny said.
Like Johnny used to say.
They’re coming to get you Barbara.
Now your Johnny’s dead.
You saw him walk away.

Don’t pray for me.
It does no good.
Since I was young
I’ve understood.

I’ll burn in Hell
When I am dead
I’ll be sorry then
Just like Dad said.

They’re coming to get you Barbara.
It’s just like Johnny said.
Like Johnny used to say.
They’re coming to get you Barbara.
Now your Johnny’s dead.
You saw him walk away.

Do you still love Johnny, Barbara?
Does family love survive?
Johnny loves you so much Barbara.
More than anyone alive.
Anyone alive.

He loves you as a brother.
He loves you as you are.
Johnny loves you as a woman.
Johnny loves a good cigar.
Loves a good cigar.