| Song | Undertaker Strut |
| Artist | Ed Harcourt |
| Album | From Every Sphere |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Harcourt | |
| Down in the valley where the river flows | |
| There's a man with a long black coat | |
| Clouds that are black and rain that is falling | |
| On the coffin that tries to float | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams | |
| Your town | |
| The Funeral director is a busy man | |
| He must do the job on time | |
| Tape measures, nails and a clawhammer beckon | |
| To bind the wood that binds | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams | |
| Your town | |
| Blind as a bat | |
| Chain up the soul | |
| Don't chew the fat | |
| Just hide in a hole | |
| Oh, down in the valley where the river flows | |
| There's a man with the long black coat | |
| Clouds that char black and rain that will falling | |
| On the coffin that starts to float | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams your town... | |
| Blind as a bat | |
| Chain up the soul | |
| Don't chew the fat | |
| Just hide in a hole |
| zuo qu : Harcourt | |
| Down in the valley where the river flows | |
| There' s a man with a long black coat | |
| Clouds that are black and rain that is falling | |
| On the coffin that tries to float | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams | |
| Your town | |
| The Funeral director is a busy man | |
| He must do the job on time | |
| Tape measures, nails and a clawhammer beckon | |
| To bind the wood that binds | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams | |
| Your town | |
| Blind as a bat | |
| Chain up the soul | |
| Don' t chew the fat | |
| Just hide in a hole | |
| Oh, down in the valley where the river flows | |
| There' s a man with the long black coat | |
| Clouds that char black and rain that will falling | |
| On the coffin that starts to float | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams your town... | |
| Blind as a bat | |
| Chain up the soul | |
| Don' t chew the fat | |
| Just hide in a hole |
| zuò qǔ : Harcourt | |
| Down in the valley where the river flows | |
| There' s a man with a long black coat | |
| Clouds that are black and rain that is falling | |
| On the coffin that tries to float | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams | |
| Your town | |
| The Funeral director is a busy man | |
| He must do the job on time | |
| Tape measures, nails and a clawhammer beckon | |
| To bind the wood that binds | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams | |
| Your town | |
| Blind as a bat | |
| Chain up the soul | |
| Don' t chew the fat | |
| Just hide in a hole | |
| Oh, down in the valley where the river flows | |
| There' s a man with the long black coat | |
| Clouds that char black and rain that will falling | |
| On the coffin that starts to float | |
| Children they cry | |
| When they look eye to eye | |
| Stay in your home | |
| When the undertaker roams your town... | |
| Blind as a bat | |
| Chain up the soul | |
| Don' t chew the fat | |
| Just hide in a hole |