Texty

Babe, don't lie lonesome after I'm gone Don't mourn your young life away Just lower me down with a prayer and a song Just 'fore the breaking of day Just 'fore the breaking of day It's a life with the living, but we all gotta die All your crying can't do me no good Lower me down with a quick said goodbye Pour in the black Texas mud Pour in the black Texas mud It's a hard road you're traveling, you can't walk it alone Find a big man to stand beside you Take him down to he river and show him my bones Tell him there lies a friend I once knew There lies a friend I once knew The black crow's a-screaming, the yellow sun's warm The grass tumbles tall down the hill There's a cold wind is building, it's bringin' a storm When the call of the black crow goes still When the call of the black crow goes still
Writer(s): Townes Van Zandt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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