Sunday Best

Sunday Best - Chris Cummings

My great uncle Oscar passed when I was seven

He was a young man in relative terms

And I never knew him and I never saw him

Till after his last day on earth

But I wore my Sunday best look sad like all the rest

And shuffled around in my chair

And memory has faded but one thing is certain

I didn't know why I was there

And his cousin Helen well she brought some tissue

And said what a shame it was he had to go

But she took the notes of what people were wearing

Cause Helen she loved to show

But she wore her Sunday best and look sad like all the rest

Do you like that she has done with her hair

I guess there was one thing that we had in common

We didn't know why we were there

With his brother Charlie they ran the family business

You know they just never quiet saw eye to eye

Those who were closest they cried all around him

But Charlie his features were dry

But he wore his Sunday best look sad like all the rest

As he thought about all of those shares

And I guess there was one thing that we had in common

We didn't know why we were there

You can wear out your Sunday best look sad like all the rest

But you won't fool the big man upstairs

It could be that he thinks you're better off absent

If you don't know why you are there

Oh if you don't know why you're there