Work and pray, live on hay, you'll get pie in the sky when you die.

You'll have pie in the sky when you die

You'll get pie in the sky when you die (The Preacher and The Slave)

There were little triangles of coconut custard pie on a graham cracker crust for dessert, the best and sweetest thing...

You don't want no pie in the sky when you die,/ You want something here on the ground while you're still around.

You live by the gun and knife, and die by the gun and knife.