Funeral Beds

These great fields are stretchin'

Takin' me, oh, so far

These great fields are stretchin'

Savannah stretchin', oh, so far

And this dry air is takin'

My girl and it's, oh, so hard

And I wish I had a melody for a songbird to sing back my love

Oh, and oh, my savannah

Did it have to be so hard?

Oh, and oh, my savannah

Takin' all my love and all my heart

Oh, and, tailor, won't you make me

The finest suit, so dark and black and gray?

Oh, and old John, won't you lend me

The finest gun your eyes have ever laid?

The fastest bullet flyin'

So quick nobody ever feel no pain

Because these plains, they took my baby

And I'm gonna take her to the funeral bed to lay

Oh, and oh, my savannah

Did it have to be so hard?

Oh, and oh, my savannah

Takin' all my love and all my heart

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no

And I'm strugglin' and I'm stumblin'

And I need to start

And I'm strugglin' and I'm stumblin'

And I need a friend

I'm strugglin' and I'm stumblin'

I need you in my heart

And oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

No, no

Oh, and, tailor, won't you make me

The finest suit, so dark and black and gray?

And, old John, won't you lend me

The finest gun your eyes have ever laid?

The fastest bullet flyin'

So quick nobody never feel no pain

Oh, 'cause these plains, they took my baby

Oh, and I'm gonna take you to the funeral bed to lay

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

And now it's too late

And I'm stumblin'

And I need to start

And I'm strugglin' and I'm stumblin'

I need you in my heart

And I hate to say I love you

But, oh, goddamn, I love you

Oh, you know I do

Oh, but you've gone away, gone away, gone away

These great fields are stretchin'

Takin' me, oh, so far