Well my days of trouble are few,
in my dreams have come into view,
when the long hard way
is replaced by a grave,
the silence
is all that is new...
There lies a good man,
in a world that has few
there lies a good man,
in a world that has few...
When i pass on,
to that great by and by,
I won't feel my troubles no more,
won't you wrap me in a quilt?
some grandmother made,
and bury me on a rainy day,
and bury me on a rainy day...
When the work
doesn't calais my hands
and my bodies returned to the land,
when my back does'nt ache
and regret lets me sleep
a memory is all that I am...
There lies a good man,
in a world that has few
there lies a good man,
in a world that has few...
in my dreams have come into view,
when the long hard way
is replaced by a grave,
the silence
is all that is new...
There lies a good man,
in a world that has few
there lies a good man,
in a world that has few...
When i pass on,
to that great by and by,
I won't feel my troubles no more,
won't you wrap me in a quilt?
some grandmother made,
and bury me on a rainy day,
and bury me on a rainy day...
When the work
doesn't calais my hands
and my bodies returned to the land,
when my back does'nt ache
and regret lets me sleep
a memory is all that I am...
There lies a good man,
in a world that has few
there lies a good man,
in a world that has few...