When my wife died I was happy 
When my wife died I was glad 
I buried her beneath the fir 
Behind the cabbage patch 
Walking through gardens 
Walking up the roof-tile path 
I followed a fox 
Into a box that lay upon the grass 
Be careful when you're near the pond 
Be careful when you're near the pond 

We're finally going to get a patio 
I've said it for years 
Yes I know 
From the gate to the window 
I've moved the turf 
But there's still a long way to go... 
We're looking at least two more months