Bury My Bones - Austin Williams
If I die young, write my mother
Tell her that I love her but my soul's gone home
Take my vessel to Anderson County
Drive real slow and take the long way home
Tell my kin to pick up a shovel
Wrestle that sugar sand and bury my bones
Won't you bury my bones beneath these pines
When it comes time for you to bury my bones
Don't throw me no funeral, sister don't cry
Saw that fiddle brother pass that shine
Deep down in the hollow pick the tallest pine
Dig it real deep where the roots touch mine
Cross the red river where it opens wide
The heroine sails to the Choctaw side
And follow my trail to the silver stone
And gather my body when you bury my bones
Won't you bury my bones
If I die young, write my mother
Tell her that I love her but my soul's gone home
Take my vessel to Anderson County
Drive real slow and take the long way home
Tell my kin to pick up a shovel
Wrestle that sugar sand and bury my bones
Won't you bury my bones beneath these pines
When it comes time for you to bury my bones
Oh if I die young
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