The Parents’ Lament

(sung to I Feel Like I’m Fixin to Die Rag by Country Joe McDonald and the Fish)

(CHORUS)

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for

Don’t ask me I’m in this for sport, next stop is probate court.

And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates,

Ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die.

Come on all of you kids and spouses, the lawyer needs to retitle your houses

You’ve got yourself in a terrible mess, way down yonder in the state of Texas.

The Creditors taking your boat, ‘cycle and gun, there ain’t nothin’ they’ve left you

for fun.

(CHORUS)

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for

Don’t ask me I’m in this for sport, next stop is probate court.

And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates,

Ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die.

Well come on parents, let’s move fast, your big chance has come at last

Gotta go out and set up a trust, that way your kids won’t go completely bust

And you know that peace can only be won, when you’ve spent your retirement on

every last one.

(CHORUS)

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for

Don’t ask me I’m in this for sport, next stop is probate court.

And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates,

Ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die.

 

Virginia Hammerle is a Board Certified Civil Trial Attorney by the Texas Board of Legal Specialization and an Accredited Estate Planner by the National Association of Estate Planners & Councils. She can be contacted at legaltalktexas@hammerle.com. The information contained in this article is general information only and does not constitute legal advice. ©2014