Dead Flowers

Oh, when you're just sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know
Well, I hope that you won't see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never stand
And be alone
Take me down, little Susie
Take me down
I know you think you're the queen
Of the underground
And you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
When you're sitting back
In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down, little Susie
Take me down
I know you think you're the queen
Of the underground
And you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down, little Susie
Won't you take me down
I know you think you're the queen
Of the underground
And you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the US mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave



Credits
Writer(s): Emmett Tinley
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