T.j's Last Ride Lyrics - Roger Miller

Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J Brown 

Good man, spent his life on the K Roll ferry line 

He was just a man, nothing grand, just a man 

But I never heard him treat no-one unkind 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, while I dry my eyes 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride 

He feried model A's to the Cape Cherado shore 

Way before my poppa ever had a son 

When I was eight or nine I would sit by his back porch 

And he would tell me stories from back in World War one 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, while I dry my eyes 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride 

T,J's wife passed on, it was back in '61 

Seems like yesterday, my my how time does fly 

Still I would drop by and we'd sit and reminisce 

And I'd stare across the river so as not to wath him cry 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, while I dry my eyes 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride 

Well now here we standwith our memories and prayers 

Mourning and crying down to the youngest child 

And all that's gathered here will remember T.J Brown 

He will miss his river and we'll miss his old smile 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, while I dry my eyes 

Let him down slow, in the ground slow 

Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride 

So let him down slow