Lyrics

When I'm dead, don't you worry your pretty little head
And on the days you're feeling down
Why don't you listen to my songs?
And if you hear between the lines, you'll get a glimpse into my mind
When I'm dead, I'll be by your side

When I'm gone, when he's gone
And I'm a solid six feet under the ground, under the ground
And when the sadness get to you, it happens, it's life
Listen to one of my tunes or two, or three or four or five
And if you make it past the rock and roll
You'll get a peak into my soul
When I'm gone, when he's gone, I'll be, he'll be, by your side, by your side

When we're dying there's no lying
We are frightened and feel like sobbing
But when we're dead, don't fret, we're all set
It is those we leave behind
Who need the loving and the hope
And some help to get out of bed

When I'm dust, when he's bust, and you're the sole executor of my trust, executor of his trust
You will find me in my words, in his words, you will find me in my chords, in his chords
You will find me in our children, in our home and in my chickens
When I'm dust, when he's busted, I'll be by your side, he'll be by your side