[CURLY]
Pore Jud is daid
Pore Jud Fry is daid
All gather 'round his coffin now and cry
He had a heart of gold
And he wasn't very old—
Oh why did such a feller have to die?
Pore Jud is daid
Pore Jud Fry is daid
He's lookin' oh so peaceful and serene—

[JUD]
And serene

[CURLY]
He's all laid out to rest
With his hands acrost his chest
His fingernails have never been so clean

[CURLY, spoken]
And then the preacher'd get up and he'd say
"Folks, we are gathered here to moan and groan ovеr our brother Jud Fry, who hung hisself up by a rope in his smokеhouse"
And then there'd be weepin' and wailin' from some of them women
Then he'd say "Jud was the most misunderstood man in the territory. People used to think he was a mean ugly feller and they called him a dirty skunk and an ornery pig stealer, but the folks 'at really knowed him knowed that beneath them two dirty shirts he always wore there beat a heart as big as all outdoors."

[JUD]
As big as all outdoors
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