Hank Williams — Neath A Cold Gray Tomb Of Stone

Rambling by a lonesome graveyard Everything I love is gone Weeping as they lay my darling 'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone In this world Im left to wander With no one to call my own Oh, my precious darlings sleeping 'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone Out there in that lonesome graveyard She is sleeping all alone And I buried my heart with her 'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone Skies above are dark and stormy All the sunshine, all is gone And the one I love is sleeping 'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone My heart's dead and yet I'm living Wandering through this world alone I wish that I was with my darling 'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone