Well, soon my sweetheart down so deep in
A new love I know she has found
To a girl who know I'm gonna lose her
I'd rather be six feet under the ground
Now who will take care of my graveside?
Whose footsteps will come walking around?
Read my name upon my tombstone
And bet your life my soul is home abound
And time is coming you have gone dead
Bet your life I won't be hanging around
I'd rather be in my dark grave land
I'd rather be six feet under the ground
Now who will take care of my graveside?
Whose footsteps will come walking around?
Read my name upon my tombstone
And bet your life my soul is home abound
Now who will take care of my graveside?
Whose footsteps will come walking around?
Read my name upon my tombstone
And bet your life my soul is home abound
