Wednesday, February 13, 2008

My Grandma...

Lately more then ever, I seem to think about my grandma. She passed away when I was 14 and was my only grandparent still alive at the time; which means in November I will have lived half of my life without a grandparent. Today I was talking with a coworker and somehow we got on the topic of grandparents and I was telling her about how sassy my grandma was. It reminded me of something in my past. I was maybe around 12 and I had asked my grandma if she and my grandpa had a song. She said they had and when I asked her what it was, she said it's 'I'll Be Glad When You're Dead You Rascal You'. We laughed about it, but I always wondered if it was really a song or if she was being funny.

So today, I google'd it.

It's a song. Here are the lyrics:


I'll Be Glad When You're Dead You Rascal You

I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!
When you dead in your grave, No more women will you crave.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

I trust you in my home, you rascal, you.
I trust you in my home, you rascal, you.
I trust you in my home, You wouldn't leave my wife alone.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

I fed you since last fall, you rascal, you.
I fed you since last fall, you rascal, you.
I fed you since last fall, Then you got your ashes hauled.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

You asked my wife to wash your clothes, you rascal, you.
You asked my wife to wash your clothes, you rascal, you.
You asked my wife to wash your clothes And something else I suppose.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

You know you done me wrong, you rascal, you.
You know you done me wrong, you rascal, you.
You know you done me wrong, You done stole my wife and gone.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

You asked my wife for a meal, you rascal, you!
You asked my wife for a meal, you rascal, you!
You asked my wife for a meal, And something else you tried to steal.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

Please don't me find you, rascal, you.
Please don't let me find you, rascal, you!
Please don't let me find you 'Cause you'll leave this world behind you.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

Ain't no use to run, you rascal, you.
Ain't no use to run, you rascal, you.
Ain't no use to run, I done bought a Gatling gun,
And you still having your fun, you rascal, you!

I'm gonna kill you just for fun, you rascal, you!
I'm gonna kill you just for fun, you rascal, you!
I'm gonna kill you just for fun; The buzzards gonna have you when I'm done.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

You done messed with my wife, you rascal, you!
You done messed with my wife, you rascal, you!
You done messed with my wife, And I'm gonna take your life.
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!

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I found a couple of clips of it on youtube, but they're not very clear... but Louis Armstrong sang it as well as a couple of others, so if I can find it somewhere I'll post it.

2 comments:

Jennie said...

thats. just. kinda. sad.

in a melancholy way.

Melinda_J said...

it's fun... let's put it this way.

You know me.

I'm a replica of my Grandma.

Facetiousness is the stuff dreams are made of...