There's a lotta rich folks living in this town,
And I'm just a poor boy hangin around
Well when I die I hope it's six foot down
And they cover me over with heavy ground...

Well...
There's a lotta rich folks living in this town,
And I'm just a poor boy hangin around
Well when I die I hope it's six foot down
And they cover me over with heavy ground...

When I die I hope they bury me deep,
I hope they make it simple, keep it cheap.
And when I die I hope it's six foot down,
They cover me over with heavy ground.

On my grave I want dandelions,
Cause they awful cheap, they don't cost a dime
And when I die I hope it's six foot down,
They cover me over with heavy ground.

When I die I hope they bury me deep,
I hope they make it simple, keep it cheap.
And when I die I hope it's six foot down,
They cover me over with heavy ground.

They cover me over with heavy ground.
They cover me over with heavy ground.
They cover me over with heavy ground...