Golden Headstone
Got his golden watch and his three-piece suit
And his silver spoon in his hand
Driving down the road again
He's a busy businessman
He was speeding, going way too fast
When the sun blinds his eyes
He wants to soar amongst the stars
Well then he better learn to fly
Crashed his Cadillac
Down Devil Street
May he rest his soul
Six feet deep
All rise to fortune
But all are cut down like trees
'Cause even with a golden headstone
Where would you still be?
Want like a loaded gun
And greed like a knife
Saved all of his dollar bills
But they couldn't save his life
Gone from our sight, but never from our hearts
And a few other white lies
The preacher said "He was a real good man"
But his wife says otherwise
Crashed his Cadillac
Down Devil Street
May he rest his soul
Six feet deep
All rise to fortune
But all are cut down like trees
'Cause even with a golden headstone
Where would you still be? Go
Crashed his Cadillac
Down Devil Street
May he rest his soul
Six feet deep (Six feet deep)
All rise to fortune
But all are cut down like trees
'Cause even with a golden headstone
Where would you still be?
And his silver spoon in his hand
Driving down the road again
He's a busy businessman
He was speeding, going way too fast
When the sun blinds his eyes
He wants to soar amongst the stars
Well then he better learn to fly
Crashed his Cadillac
Down Devil Street
May he rest his soul
Six feet deep
All rise to fortune
But all are cut down like trees
'Cause even with a golden headstone
Where would you still be?
Want like a loaded gun
And greed like a knife
Saved all of his dollar bills
But they couldn't save his life
Gone from our sight, but never from our hearts
And a few other white lies
The preacher said "He was a real good man"
But his wife says otherwise
Crashed his Cadillac
Down Devil Street
May he rest his soul
Six feet deep
All rise to fortune
But all are cut down like trees
'Cause even with a golden headstone
Where would you still be? Go
Crashed his Cadillac
Down Devil Street
May he rest his soul
Six feet deep (Six feet deep)
All rise to fortune
But all are cut down like trees
'Cause even with a golden headstone
Where would you still be?
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