Oak Tree

It's the smoke or the drink that killed me

And they buried me beneath that old oak tree

Pour some coffee and whiskey on the earth

But there you won't find me

They said "son don't you know, you're dead and gone?"

I said "I don't give a good goddamn."

I ain't got no time to lose and laying down just ain't my style

I've still got some work to do

Heaven or hell it can wait for a while

Cause I've still got some work to do

Sweating under the moon with my own spade

A shovel full for every broken heart

I hear the wolves, they're howling for my bones

But tonight they won't find none

They said "why are you digging your own grave?"

I said "one of these days I'll want a place to lay"

I ain't got no time to lose and laying down just ain't my style

I've still got some work to do

Heaven or hell it can wait for a while

Cause I've still got some work to do

These lungs ain't done breathing

This hammer and done swinging

This voice ain't done singing

I'll let you know when I'll be leaving

I ain't got no time to lose and laying down just ain't my style

I've still got some work to do

Heaven or hell it can wait for a while

Cause I've still got some work to do