Woorden: Randy Travis. Send My Body Home On a Freight Train.

Well that judge he found me guilty of wrong doing
he sentenced me to hang in mid-july
He look down at me and said you are a ruin
If I were you I'd break right down and cry
But nobody seems to care that I ain't guilty
I never did the things they said I've done
But it looks like they're gonna to hang somebody
and it's lookin like I'm goin to be the one


chorus,


(So just) send my body home on a freight train
and don't worry none that I don't go first class
Send my body home on a freight train
So everyone can see me when I pass
and don't worry none about no fancy funeral
it don't matter how they lay me down
see they bury me out by mama's apple tree

and just send my body back to my home town

Verse 2

My mama was one damn hard workin woman
she tried to raise us kids without a pa
the last thing that she said she was on her dying bed
was boy don't get in trouble with the law
Well whenever my time comes to meet my maker
I'm going to try to do my very best
I'm going to stand and take it like a man
when they ask if I have one request

I'll say .....(repeat chorus)