Dead Flowers

Hey, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair

Talking to some rich folks that you know

Well, I hope you don't see me on my ragged company

Yeah, you know I don't ever go out alone

Take me down, little Susie, take me down

I know you think you're the Queen of the underground

Send me dead flowers every morning

Send me dead flowers by the mail

Send me dead flowers to my wedding

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, when you're sitting back in that rose pink Cadillac

Making bets on Kentucky Derby days

I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon

Some other girl, she gonna take my pain away

Take me down, little Susie, take me down

I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground

Send me dead flowers every morning

Send me dead flowers by the mail

Send me dead flowers to my wedding

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Amen, brother