This the tradition we keep--
Comforting friends who sleep.
Waiting for scales to be shed;
Aid on the path to the sun ahead;
On this day for our honored dead.

 

This is the DAY OF THE DEAD;
Asleep in their faithful bed;
Cannot continue alone;
Must have our help for the journey home.

 

This is the work we must do;
Send them a prayer from you;
Offer an earnest request;
Meant for our brothers who rest;
Give them the gift of the words
That are said
On the DAY OF THE DEAD!

 

This is the DAY OF THE DEAD
'Cross the divide we're wed;
Here from our house on the ground,
Lift up your pleas be upward bound. 

 

This work will never be through;
They'll need a prayer from you;
Offer your earnest requests;
In this you'll surely be blessed;
Give them the gift of the words
That are said
On the DAY OF THE DEAD!
The DAY OF THE DEAD!
Of the Dead!