Harry Kakalegian
(to the tune of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic")

I am singing you this story of a great man of the cloth.
His name was Kakalegian and he worked for Irving Roth.
He died while cutting velvet on a hot July the fourth,
But his cloth goes shining on!

Chorus:

Harry, Harry Kakalegian
Harry, Harry Kakalegian
Harry, Harry Kakalegian
His cloth keeps shining on!
He died while [he was working] in the service of his lord.
He was trampling through the warehouse where the drapes of Roth are stored.
He got the finest funeral that the Union could afford.
But his cloth goes shining on!

Well, Kakalegian perished as he stood by his machine.
And when the firemen broke in, well, they found him in between
A pile of roasted acorns and some french fried gaberdine.
But his cloth goes shining on!