Pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter patter, pat
The raindrops strike the harmful noire
And the hatter wears his hat
A crow doth sing
The bell does ring
The people come have sat
They say their prayers
Thin lucid layers
The casket settles back
From dust to dust as said before
And ash to ash again
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Here now lies our friend
