“The Hearse Song” as Sung in North Carolina

Vicki Winston sent me the following version of The Hearse Song. Although it’s a gruesome song, many people seem to have fond memories of singing it during childhood (including me!).

Vicki wrote:

Here’s the version we sang in North Carolina in the 50’s and 60’s:

Don’t ever laugh when a hearse goes by,
Or you may be the next to die.

They wrap you up in a bloody sheet,
And bury you under about six feet.

All goes well for a couple of weeks,
But then your coffin begins to leak.

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, The worms play pinochle on your snout.

Your stomach turns a slimy green,
And puss comes out of you like whipped cream.

You lap it up with a piece of bread,
And that’s what you eat when you are dead.

Thanks Vicki!

Here you’ll find other versions of The Hearse Song. Feel free to add the version you know in the comments.

Lisa

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Come read about The Origin of The Worms Crawl in the Worms Crawl Out a.k.a. The Hearse Song.

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19 Responses to ““The Hearse Song” as Sung in North Carolina”

  1. Harley Says:

    This is the version that I was taught:

    You better not laugh as the hearse goes by
    or you may be the next to die
    They wrap you up in a big white sheet
    and bury you six or seven feet
    The worms crawl in
    The worms crawl out
    They eat your eyes
    They eat your nose
    They eat the jelly between your toes
    So you better not laugh when the hearse goes bye
    or you may be the next to DIE

    I suppose this is the simplest version.

  2. kelly Says:

    Dont ever laugh as the hearse goes by
    for you may be the next to die
    Theyll wrap you in a linen sheet
    And bury you about 6 feet deep
    Youre okay for about a week
    until the coffin begins to leak
    The worms crawl in
    the worms crawl out
    the worms play pinochle on your snout

  3. kelly Says:

    Dont you ever laugh as the hearse goes by
    for you may be the next to die
    Theyll wrap you in a big white sheet
    From your head down to your feet
    Theyll put you in a big black box
    and cover you up with dirt and rocks
    All goes well for about a week
    until your coffin begins to leak
    the worms crawl in
    the worms crawl out
    the worms play pinochle in your snout
    a great big worm with rolling eyes
    crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
    your stomach turns a slimy green
    and puss pours out like whipping cream
    you spread it on a slice of bread
    and thats what you eat when you are dead

  4. brayden Says:

    the last version is the one that i learned

  5. jason Says:

    here’s the one i learned as a kid. funny how everyone in different places has such different versions of the same song.

    Have you ever seen a hearse go by, and think of the day you’re gonna die?
    They put you in a wooden box, and cover you up with dirt and rocks.
    All is fine the first few weeks, then your coffin begins to leak.
    The worms crawl in the worms crawl out, into your stomach and out your mouth.
    Your guts turn into a slimy green, you scoop it up with a piece of bread and that’s what you eat when you are dead!

  6. Kester Says:

    Do you know if this version is in the public domain? I can’t find any information on it.

  7. Roger Says:

    This is how I learned this song when I was in the Boy Scouts some time ago here in Missouri. This song has never left me for some reason, funny. Just sung it just the other day for a guy at work. Stumbled upon this site and decided to share. lol

    Now dont you laugh when the hearse goes by
    For you may be the next to die
    They wrap you up in bloody sheets
    And dig a hole six feet deep
    They throw in dirt they throw in rocks
    They dont give a damn if they break the box
    The worms crawl in the worms crawl out
    The worms play pinochle on your snout
    They eat your eyes they eat your nose
    They eat the gooey between your toes
    So dont you laugh when the hearse goes by
    For you may be (pause)
    the next to die.

  8. Justin Says:

    The version that i learned and can barely remember, i think my dad added a few lines to mix things up, its been about 15 years though so hard to remember it.

    Now don’t you laugh when a hearse goes by
    for you may be the next one to die.
    They wrap you up in a white bloody sheet
    then they bury you 6 feet deep.
    the worms crawl in
    the worms crawl out
    the worms play pinochle on your snout.
    They eat your eyes they eat your toes
    they eat the boogers right out of your nose.
    Your hair falls off, your teeth decay
    your brain turns to marble and rolls awaaay.
    (i think thats how he sung it)

  9. Lisa Says:

    Cool version!

  10. Karen Says:

    Don’t you laugh when the hearse goes by
    for you might be the next to die
    they’ll wrap you up in a dirty white sheet
    and throw you under about 6 feet
    the worms crawl in
    the worms crawl out
    over and under and out through your mouth
    they’ll eat the gook between your toes
    they’ll eat the boogers out of your nose
    so don’t you laugh when the hearse goes by
    for you might be – the- next-to-die

  11. Leon Says:

    I recited this version for a poetry project in english back in 6th grade, my teacher loved it, and I got an A.

    Dont you ever laugh as the hearse goes by
    for you may be the next to die
    Theyll wrap you in a big white sheet
    From your head down to your feet
    Theyll put you in a big black box
    and cover you up with dirt and rocks
    All goes well for about a week
    until your coffin begins to leak
    the worms crawl in
    the worms crawl out
    the worms play pinochle in your snout
    a great big worm with rolling eyes
    crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
    your stomach turns a slimy green
    and puss pours out like whipping cream
    you spread it on a slice of bread
    and thats what you eat when you are dead

  12. Matt Says:

    Don’t you laugh when the hearse goes by,
    for you may be the next to die.
    They wrap you up in a bloody sheet,
    and throw you under six feet deep.
    The worms crawl in the worms crawl out,
    the ants play pinochle on your snout.
    Then your body turns a sickening green,
    and pus pours out like thick whipped cream.
    And me without my straw.
    (make 2 slurping sounds).

    That is how I heard it as a kid in California.

  13. Jane Says:

    This is the version I learned growing up in Scotland:

    “If ever you see a hearse go by
    Remember some day you will die…ahhhooooooo, ahhoooooo;

    They wrap you up in a long white shirt
    and cover you over with heaps of dirt…ahhooooo, ahhooooo;

    The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
    They go in thin and they come out stout….ahhoooo, ahhoooo;

    The worms crawl in, the worms crawl through
    They make a terrible mess of you….ahhoooo, ahhoooo….

    etc.

  14. Kayla Says:

    Do no laugh when a hearse goes by
    or you’ll be the next to die
    They wrap you up in a big white sheet
    and bury you down about six feet deep
    All goes well for about a week
    until your coffin begins to creek
    the worms crawl in
    the worms crawl out
    the worme lay pinochle on your snout
    they’ll eat your eyes
    they’ll eat your nose
    they’ll eat the jelly between your toes
    so do not laugh when a hearse goes by
    or you’ll be the next to die!

  15. Susan Serowski Says:

    I learned a shortened version in the Chicago area when I was young and set to a tune:

    Don’t ever laugh when a hearse goes by
    For you may be-hee the next to die.
    They wrap you up in a big white sheet
    And throw you down about sixty feet.
    The worms crawl in and
    the worms crawl out.
    The worms play pinochle on your snout.
    So don’t ever laugh when a hearse goes by
    …for you may be-he the next to die

  16. Kerami Smith Says:

    In Alabama I sang it as

    Did you ever think as a hearse goes by
    that you may be the next to die
    they wrap you up in a big white sheet
    from your head down to your feet
    the worms crawl in and the worms crawl out
    In your stomach and out your snout
    your eyes pop out your teeth decay
    and that is the end of a perfect day.

  17. Allen Says:

    And then this from a Minnesota church camp in the 1950s…

    The hearse goes by, the hearse goes by, then you know it’s time to die.
    They wrap you in a winding sheet and bury your casket six feet deep.

    All goes well for about a week, and then your coffin begins to leak.
    The worms crawl in, and the worms crawl out.

    The worms play pinochle on your snout.
    Little bugs with fiery eyes go in your gizzard and out your eyes.

    Then your stomach turns grassy green, and pus runs out like whipping cream, and me without my spoon — yum, yum!

  18. Caren Says:

    This is how I remember it….

    Have you ever seen a hearse go by,
    Did you ever think you’d be the next to die?

    They wrap you up in a big white sheet
    And then they bury you six feet deep.

    All goes well for about a week
    And the the coffin starts to leak.

    The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
    The worms play pinochle on your snout.

    They chew you up, they spit you out
    They turn your guts to sauerkraut!

    Mmm, give me a spoon!!

  19. Holly Deuel Gilster Says:

    We were a traveling submarine family in the 50’s and 60’s so I don’t know in which state my dad picked this up (we did spend 3 years in Mississippi and another 3 in South Carolin) but he sang it this way:

    Did you ever think, when the hearse goes by
    That you might be the next to die?
    They put you in a wooden box
    And bury you under some stones and rocks.
    For 5 long days, as all goes well
    And then the box begins to smell
    The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
    The termites play Pinochle on your snout
    You liver is dead, your eyes are out
    and then your teeth begin to shout:
    “Let me out” (and you jump at your listeners)

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