Oh, bury me right where I fall
Don’t carry me home to my Ma
I’d not have her see me go down
So bury me right where I fall
Oh, shovel the dirt on my face
The angels of earth cover me
The rain will come down on this place
So shovel the dirt on my face
Oh, The wind will fall
And the blackbird will dance with the worm.
Oh, The moon will call
And the black snake she swallows the world.
Now don’t take my boots when I’m down,
Leave them with me like a song.
Oh, the waters of hell run so strong
So don’t take my boots when I’m gone.
Oh, here where the river runs home
Is where I will lay on my bones.
Oh, the words lay by Christ on his throne
Here where the river runs home.
Oh, the wind will fall
And the blackbird will dance with the worm.
Oh, The moon will call
And the black snake she swallows the world.