Uncle Russell used to call me up and say,
"Owen, come and cut my grass.
It's grown at least and inch or two since you have cut it last."
"I'll be over right away, I'll work until it's done."
He'd pay me seven dollars and then I'd be on the run.
But that was long ago my friend, now Uncle Russell's passed.
I still recall those summer days, cuttin' Russell's grass.
"I'll be over right away, I'll work until it's done."
He'd pay me seven dollars and then I'd be on the run.
Irene can you tell me, where did Uncle Russell go ?
Is he with the Lord above, or somewhere down below ?
He's my favorite uncle and I really need to know.
Irene can you tell me, where did Uncle Russell go ?
