All Becauseof a Basket

All Because of a Basket I have a bonnie blue basket Which was stolen to put in a casket I searched high and low Came back from the show And promptly blew a gasket Now I'm the one in the casket And they buried me with that basket I opened my eyes To the preacher’s surprise Then the mourners grabbed the hatchet I ran like a gazelle And was chased straight to hell The mourners stopped short They gave a great snort And now I've nothing to sell To get my soul released From the bonds of hell unleashed I cried to the devil He gave me a shovel And told me to dig a great crease In the chasm of the pit I attempted to spit To quell the flames Of hell’s burning shame And relieve my flesh of the grit But the shovel I wield hit A glowing log it split So I searched for a rope To escape that smoke To climb out of that endless pit Now I'm back at that funeral I'm not a mourner as usual Now I'm back in the grave I am very afraid My sins are incommutable Wait I'm sure this is a dream I open my mouth to scream I wake up this time With a really cool rhyme But it changes not my schemes