Cypress Grove

I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove
 I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove
 To have me a woman that I can't control
 your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting cold
 your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting cold
 You're just getting ready for some cypress grove
 Well the old people they try to tell me, but I never did know
 the old people they try to tell me, but Lord I never did know
 "The good book is sure gonna tell you, you got to reap what you sow"
 "Enough" I told you, "I know I'd been lying"
 "Enough" I told you, told you "I know I'd been lying"
 Come through me, now I'm dying
 I'd rather be lying six feet down in the ground
 I'd rather be lying six feet down in the ground
 Than be way up here, and let you throw me down
 Take back what you give, take back, that's all so hard to live
 Take back what you give, take back what you give, that's so hard to live
 We're going
 I'd rather be lying in some more cypress grove