When I Do Die
And when I do die, would you carry my bones
Down to the valley before you?
Lay me to rest with two guns on my chest
And say, "boy, your fight is over"
And sleep now, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
You've had a good fight, but now you've learned how to die
So where do we go from here?
And I met this girl, her name was Clarice
She was all that my heart did desire
But she'd given her hand to some other man
Ooh, it was me who should've been there at the altar
She says, "lie down with me, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
Though I love you 'til I die, this is goodbye
So where do we go from here?"
So I called him out onto the street
And we put forty paces between us
And I turned on a dime, and my six-shooter cried
And when the dust cleared, it was him that was bleedin'
I said, "sleep now, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
You've had a good fight, but now I'll teach you to die
So where do we go from here?"
So I ran from that town, me and my fair maid
For the sheriff said I'd be hangin' by morning
But I slipped from his grasp, yeah, he hasn't caught me yet
Though I've a feelin' that my time is comin'
They said, "put up your hands, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
You've had a good fight, but I'll be hangin' you tonight
So where do we go from here?"
So when I do die, would you carry my bones
Down to the valley before you?
And lay me to rest with two guns on my chest
And say, "boy, your fight is over"
Down to the valley before you?
Lay me to rest with two guns on my chest
And say, "boy, your fight is over"
And sleep now, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
You've had a good fight, but now you've learned how to die
So where do we go from here?
And I met this girl, her name was Clarice
She was all that my heart did desire
But she'd given her hand to some other man
Ooh, it was me who should've been there at the altar
She says, "lie down with me, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
Though I love you 'til I die, this is goodbye
So where do we go from here?"
So I called him out onto the street
And we put forty paces between us
And I turned on a dime, and my six-shooter cried
And when the dust cleared, it was him that was bleedin'
I said, "sleep now, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
You've had a good fight, but now I'll teach you to die
So where do we go from here?"
So I ran from that town, me and my fair maid
For the sheriff said I'd be hangin' by morning
But I slipped from his grasp, yeah, he hasn't caught me yet
Though I've a feelin' that my time is comin'
They said, "put up your hands, my bonny boy
You've nothing left to fear
You've had a good fight, but I'll be hangin' you tonight
So where do we go from here?"
So when I do die, would you carry my bones
Down to the valley before you?
And lay me to rest with two guns on my chest
And say, "boy, your fight is over"
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Writer(s): Benjamin Rogers
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