Oh Babe bury me
near that place we know so well
When twilight comes
and red turns to gray
I made a thousand sounds
this is the last to share
Keep those boys runnin'straight
they'll take care of you
Things undone matters not
time has the key
Pet ol' Butch an lock the gate
he'll take care of you
Oh babe let me rest
near that place we know so well
