Lying beneath our feet
 There?s something I?ve wondered
 Can he for who we gathered
 Still feel fear in the grounf
 As he waits for angels to come
 A-callin?
 Break around the bend
 Down in the saddles
 Below us with the rattler
 On his tale
 Belly of the whale
 Dig it up dig it down
 Love is all around
 He wasn?t a great in life
 He is no better in death
 And something rumbles in
 My tummy at the podium the fear we felt
 To God we knelt to save
 Is it that we know not
 It?s not gone
 In his grave the man we?re here for
 Lies in wait for hell to
 Come a-knockin?
 Cause heaven?s gate is closed
 And the window?s on his way
 (There must be 50 ways to leave your lover)
 I hope he?s not up here
 With us lamenting his
 Akward life
 Not once do I think
 By prayer
 He has ever seen the light
 And now the flag burns
 At half mast and maybe he was right
 The drums march off into the night
 Off with
 All the actors lines are gone
 And our hats are off our heads
 If he could see is now
 In black curtains all
 Can?t remember his face you say
 Could you when he was alive?
 And he makes no sound
 Wondering in this grave
 Who?s a-rappin? at the door
 The rockey sands of time
 Tumble over me
 Let it be