Oh, let me lay down beside my dear friend who has gone away
Cover me over with dirt and sod, let me hasten my departure day
For I long for that day when we'll be dancing on the stormclouds
To shake the rain from the sky onto our graves
We'll all be waiting for that day
Well, Will Whitmore mixed up some shine, filled up the jug
Met us walking down the line, the line, the line
He met us walking down the line to join our friend in heaven
Down the line and every chain gang in heaven lifted up their arms
Made an aisle for him to walk between the rows
And each plant bowed down toward him as he passed, as he passed
They kept their necks in reverence for the preacher's son

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