Lyrics:

A silk scarf and a napkin

Hidden in a drawer

Two hundred bucks in an envelope

Labeled ‘Lenore'

'Maybe she shouldn't see this.

She should never know,'

Said the widow's best friend, Ann,

'I'll just take it and go.'

'I'll give her the money later

Say it was in his shoe

That way she'll never find out

That'll do.'



'Carmichael was a credit to the force

In everything he did.

It's like we got a big hole in our side

Where he fit.

'If any of you officers

Would like to say a word,

Now would be the time

To be heard.'



'Well, thank you, Chief, I sure would.

Carmichael was a partner of mine.

He was always very careful.

And he played it straight down the line.'

One by one, the officers spoke

And the service came to a close

He had no living relatives but his wife

And she never showed

She just couldn't face the men

They all understood

They got in their cars

And drove home as directly as they could



'Carmichael, you asshole,'

the new widow sobbed beneath her veil

'Shot down in the line of duty

Is that how justice never fails?'

'I wish that things were better

When we said goodbye today

But we had our share of good times though

Along the way.



'Remember, hey Mr. Las Vegas,

You used to be so cool

We met Wayne Newton down at Pebble Beach

And you acted like a fool?

'We just couldn't stop laughing

It seemed so funny to us

We left our luggage back in the hotel

And almost missed the bus.



'That was a great vacation

Maybe the best of all

But God damn it, Carmichael, you're dead now

And I'm talkin' to the wall.'

The force got back to normal

Carmichael was replaced

For one year nobody parked a car

In Carmichael's space.