Take me home my sweet Jesus
  I have lain my bed clothes out
  I have seen my shares of trouble
  I don?t believe I care to see no more
  She left her ring by the sink
  Now that she?s gone that gold ain?t worth a thing
  Whiskey down with a whiskey back
  Breath in the coal and it burnt my two lungs black
  My ma and pa are in this ground
  Next to my blood you better lay my body down
  Take me home my sweet Jesus
  I have lain my bed clothes out