Black Dress

I dug you up this morning and took you home

To have you here beside me cold but close

I made up my mind last night that heaven just can't have you

I made you breakfast but you would not eat

So I took your black dress off and washed you clean

I made up my mind last night that heaven just can't have you

The sheets are creased from your last day

A silhouette of where you laid

They'll find your headstone in the yard with your black dress and my guitar

I'll carry you back to your grave where you and I will always stay

I close the casket, it gets dark, they'll find us in each others arms