All Skin and Bone

There was an old woman all skin and bone
Who lived in a graveyard all alone

She thought she’d go to church one day
To hear the parson preach and pray

And when she came to the church outside
She thought she’d stop and rest awhile

When she came up to the door
She thought she’d stop and rest some more

When she turned and looked around
She saw a corpse upon the ground

The woman saw close to its chin
The worms crawled out and the worms crawled in
The woman went to the preacher’s side
“Shall I look like that when I’m dead?”