Won't you bury me beneath the tree
Where my family lies, where my family lies'
Let the fog lay low on the mountain high
Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry

Ain't no redemption for the thing that I have done
The devil owns you once the bullets left your gun
All I can think of with this rope around my neck
Is I'd be much obliged if you grant me one request

Won't you bury me, beneath the tree
Where my family lies, where my family lies'
Let the fog lay low, on the mountain high
Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry

My soul turned black as coal
When I walked the streets at night
'Cause in my heart I knew that something wasn't right
And I went crazy when I found her with that man
But I felt better once the blood was on my hands

Won't you bury me beneath the tree
Where my family lies, where my family lies'
Let the fog lay low on the mountain high
Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry

Won't you bury me beneath the tree
Where my family lies, where my family lies'
Let the fog lay low on the mountain high
Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry
Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry

Copyright: Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER STAPLETON, LIZ HENGBER