The Districts - Funeral Beds

These great fields are stretching
Taking me oh so far
These great fields are stretching
Savannah stretching oh so far
And this dry air is taking
My girl and it's oh so hard
And I wish I had a melody for a songbird to sing back my love

Oh my Savannah
Did it have to be so hard?
Oh my Savannah
Taking all my love and all my heart

Oh Tailor won't you make me
The finest suit so dark and black and grey
And old John won't you lend me
The finest gun your eyes have ever laid
The fastest bullet flying
So quick nobody ever feel no pain
Cause the plain they took my baby
And I'm gonna take her to the funeral beds to lay

Oh my Savannah
Did it have to be so hard?
Oh my Savannah
Taking all my love and all my heart
Oh no no
Oh no no
Oh no no

And I'm struggling and I'm stumbling
And I need to start
I'm struggling and I'm stumbling
And I need a friend
I'm struggling and I'm stumbling
I need you in my heart
Oh no no
Oh no no
Oh no no

Oh Tailor won't you make me
The finest suit so dark and black and grey
And old John won't you lend me
The finest gun your eyes have ever laid
The fastest bullet flying
So quick nobody ever feel no pain
Cause the plain they took my baby
And I'm gonna take her to the funeral beds to lay
Oh no no
Oh no no
Oh no no

And I'm struggling and I'm stumbling
And I need to start
I'm struggling and I'm stumbling
I need you in my heart

I have to say I love you
But oh goddamn I love you
You know I do
But you're gone away, gone away, gone away

These great fields are stretching
Taking me oh so far