Underground

When I'm gone, don't bury me

I will not lie under this town

I will not lie where I can't see

Please don't put me underground

If the day is sunny, let my father say some words

If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories

Oh my sister will bake a cake, and on it she'll write something funny

Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money

As for all that is inside

You can give to medicine

As for all my bones and hide

Just find a fire to put 'em in

If the day is sunny, let my father say some words

If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories

Oh my sister will bake a cake, and on it she'll write something funny

Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money

Though I may be relatively young

I hope in the final moments

I hear every song I've ever sung

At once

When I'm gone don't weep and moan

Where I'm going is a pleasant stay

I'll visit my grandfather's home

Drink gin with Billie Holiday

If the day is sunny, let my father say some words

If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories

Oh my sister will bake a cake, and on it she'll write something funny

Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money

When I'm gone, don't bury me

I will not lie under this dirty town

I will not lie where I can't see

Please don't put me underground

No, please don't put me under