There was an old woman all skin and bone
Who lived near the graveyard all alone

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She thought she’d go to church one day
To hear the parson preach and pray

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And when she came to the church-house stile
She thought she stop and rest awhile

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When she came up to the door
She thought she’d stop and rest some more

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But when she turned and looked around
She saw a corpse upon the ground

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From its nose down to its chin
The worms crawled out, and the worms crawled in
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The woman to the preacher said
“Shall I look like that when I am dead?”

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The preacher to the woman said
“You'll look like that when you are dead.”

AH!