Family Reserve Lyrics - Lovett Lyle

When I saw the ambulance 

Screaming down Main Street 

I didn't give it a thought 

But it was my Uncle Eugene 

He died on October the second 1981 

And my Uncle Wilbert 

They all called him Skinner 

They said for his younger ways 

He'd get drunk in the morning 

And show me the rolls of fifties and hundreds 

He kept in the glove box of his old gray Impala 

And we're all gonna be here forever 

So Mama don't you make such a stir 

Now put down that camera 

And come on and join up 

The last of the family reserve 

Now my second cousin 

His name was Callaway 

He died when he'd barely turned two 

It was peanut butter and jelly that did it 

The help she didn't know what to do 

She just stood there and watched him turn blue 

And we're all gonna be here forever 

So Mama don't you make such a stir 

Just put down that camera 

And come on and join up 

The last of the family reserve 

And my friend Brian Temple 

He thought he could make it 

So from the third story he jumped 

He missed the swimming pool 

Only by inches 

And everyone said he was drunk 

Now there was great Uncle Julius 

And Aunt Annie Mueller 

And Mary and Granddaddy Paul 

And there was Hanna and Ella 

And Alvin and Alec 

He owned his own funeral hall 

And there are more I remember 

And more I could mention 

Than words I could write in a song 

But I feel them watching 

And I see them laughing 

And I hear them singing along 

We're all gonna be here forever 

So Mama don't you make such a stir 

Just put down that camera 

And come on and join up 

The last of the family reserve