Plant some flowers by my graveside
Just a little bunch of them
Makes no difference what they are, dear
Since your hand has planted them
Darlin`, when you pass the graveside
You see my name there on a slab
Won`t you stop a little while dear
For I would be lonesome there
You will do this won`t you darlin`
You will do this last request
You will do this won`t you darlin`
When they lay me down to rest
