Funeral Beds

These great fields are stretching Taking me oh so far These great fields are stretching Savannah stretching oh so far And this dry air is taking My girl and it's oh so hard And I wish I had a melody for a songbird to sing back my love Oh my Savannah Did it have to be so hard? Oh my Savannah Taking all my love and all my heart Oh, tailor won't you make me The finest suit so dark and black and grey Oh, and old John won't you lend me The finest gun your eyes have ever laid The fastest bullet flying Nobody never feel no pain 'Cause this plains they took my baby And I'm gonna take her to the funeral beds to lay Oh, and oh my Savannah Did it have to be so hard? Oh, and oh my Savannah Taking all my love and all my heart Oh no no Oh no no Oh no no Oh no no Oh no no No no And I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling And I need to start I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling I need a friend And I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling I need you in my heart Oh no no Oh no no No no Oh, tailor won't you make me The finest suit so dark and black and grey And old John won't you lend me The finest gun your eyes have ever laid The fastest bullet flying So quick nobody ever feel no pain 'Cause the plains they took my baby Oh, and I'm gonna take you to the funeral beds to lay Oh no no Oh no no Oh no no Oh no no Oh no no No no no And I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling And I need to start I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling I need you in my heart And I hate to say I love you Ooh goddamn I love you, but You know I do But you're gone away, gone away, gone away These great fields are stretching Taking me oh so far

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