"Sugar skulls"... a good name for a band.
Anyway, the celebration of Hallowed Eve dates more than 2,000 years to ancient
Soul, soul, an apple or two,
If you haven't an apple, a pear will do,
One for Peter, two for Paul,
Three for the Man Who made us all.
Saw my baby there,
Stretched out on a long white table,
So sweet ... so cold ... so fair.
Let her go ... let her go ... God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She can look this wide world over,
But she’ll never find a sweet man like me.
When I die want you to dress me in straight lace shoes.
I wanna a boxback coat and a Stetson hat,
Put a $20 gold piece on my watch chain,
So the boys’ll know that I’ll be back.
– Louis Armstrong, “St. James Infirmary”