When it comes tô bury me
Put a fifth of rum in my hand
Might as well come and take my soul
'Cause I can't take it tô the promised land

Well, well, well
So I can rest easy
Well, well, well
So I can rest easy
The devil's gonna make up my dying bed

Meet me, brother, meet me
For I have so much tô say
Might as well come and take my soul
Cause I won't need it on my dying day

Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Well, well, well
So I can die easy
The devil's gonna make up my dying bed

In my time of dying
I don't want nobody tô move
All I want for my friends tô do
Is tô hold my dying arms

Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Well, well, well
So I can die easy
The devil's gonna make up my dying bed