The family wanted this sung at her funeral, but the pastor of the Catholic parish nixed it because it wasn't "liturgical." One of the three sons of the deceased was a priest at a monastery. He spoke to his abbot, who apparently had a rank equivalent to a bishop. The abbot called the bishop, who called the pastor, who changed his mind on the spot. The monastery had a choir, and at the funeral, the choir sang "Let Me Call You Sweetheart" in eight-part harmony when her coffin was brought in. My friends' wife said there wasn't a dry eye in the church.