If I die young

Write my mo ther

Tell her that I love her

But my soul's gone home

And take my ves sel

To an der son coun ty

Drive real slow

And take the long way home

Tell my kin

To pick up a sho vel

Wres tle that su gar sand

And bu ry my bones

Won't you bu ry my bones

Be neath these pines

When it comes time for you

To bu ry my bones

And don't throw me no fune ral

Sis ter don't cry

Saw that fid dle

Bro ther pass that shine

Deep down in the hol ler

Pick the tal lest pine

Dig it real deep

Where the roots touch mine

Cross the red ri ver

Where it o pens wide

The he ro ine sails

To the choc taw side

Fol low my trail

To a sil ver stone

And ga ther my bo dy

When you bu ry my bones

Yeah if I die young

Write my mo ther

Tell her that I love her

But my soul's gone home

And take me back

To an der son coun ty

Drive real slow

And take the long way home

And tell my kin

To pick up a sho vel

And wres tle that su gar sand

And bu ry my bones

Bu ry my bones

Be neath these pines