God bless you, woman, you’ve been too good to me
You kept me goin’ and you raised out family
So when I’m gone, find yourself another good man
And bring the children up right on the land
Carry me down to my final resting place
Please don’t leave a single trace
Tell the children that I’ve died and I’ve gone away
And all of heaven watches over you every day
And I’m goin’ down, down, down, ye
And I still got my blues
They made me an outlaw
And I was born to lose
So carry me down to my final resting place
Please don’t leave a single trace
Tell the children that I’ve died and I’ve gone away
But all of heaven watches over you every day
And I’m goin’ down, down, down, ye
I still got the blues
They made me an outlaw
But I was born to lose
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