Lay me down in the field
Where the weeds grow tall
Lay me down beside you
Before I fall
Before I fall
Sing a song of love
Sing a song of hate
Sing a song of dreams
That always have to wait
Have to wait
Lay me down by still deep water
Where the flowers talk in rhyme
Lay me down for I’m weary
And I’ve been running for such a long time
All of my life
Sing a song of hope
Sing a song of loss
Sing a song of dreams
That are worth the cost
Worth the cost
Lay me down in the field
Where the weeds grow tall
Lay me down beside you
Before I fall
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This reminds me a bit of that song Johnny Cash did on American III, "Would You Lay With Me"
Would you lay with me
in a field of stone
if my knees were strong
would you lay with me
will you bathe with me
in the stream of life
when the moon is full
would you bathe with me
etc.
Written by David Allen Coe, the horrible racist asshole who occasionally happens to write some very good songs in between the eye-raising crap.
Lay Me Down
Lay me down in the field
Where the weeds grow tall
Lay me down beside you...
Could someone please tell me who wrote these lyrics? I would like to get in touch with that person. Thanks, r2
robinriverpark@gmail.com
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