Tekst
Oh when I die don't you dress me in no flat-top fancy shoes
Don't let those mother fuckers play those goddamn St. James Blues
When I'm departed there won't be doubt
You can burn my body down to the ground
When I'm departed I'm gone
Oh when I die don't spend my money on no fine thread fancy clothes
I ain't got much so what's the use in spending it all
When I'm departed yes when I'm gone
There won't be none left to sing my songs
When I'm departed I'm gone
They say that Heaven's up above but I don't know
I've drowned my suffered soul in alcohol
They say that Hell is down below but so am I
Waiting for that crimson blood to ooze out of my eyes
When I die
They say that Heaven's up above but I don't know
I've drowned my suffered soul in alcohol
They say that Hell is down below but so am I
Waiting for that crimson blood to ooze out of my eyes
When I die
Oh when I die don't waste your fleeting time weeping over me
Crying over love that clearly wasn't meant to be
When I'm departed yes when I'm gone
My heart gone cold my race been run
When I'm departed, dearly departed, so broken hearted
When I'm departed I'm gone