Night funeral In Harlem:
Where did they get Them two fine cars?
Insurance man, he did not pay—His insurance lapsed the other day—Yet they got a satin boxfor his head to lay.
Night funeral In Harlem:
Who was it sent That wreath of flowers?
Them flowers camefrom that poor boy's friends—They'll want flowers, too,When they meet their ends.
Night funeral in Harlem:
Who preached that Black boy to his grave?
Old preacher manPreached that boy away—Charged Five DollarsHis girl friend had to pay.
Night funeral In Harlem:
When it was all overAnd the lid shut on his headand the organ had done played and the last prayers been said and six pallbearersCarried him out for deadAnd off down Lenox AvenueThat long black hearse done sped, The street light At his corner Shined just like a tear— That boy that they was mournin'Was so dear, so dearTo them folks that brought the flowers,To that girl who paid the preacher man—It was all their tears that made That poor boy's Funeral grand.
Night funeral In Harlem.