Lyrics: Randy Travis. Send My Body.

The judge found me guilty of wrong doing
And sentaced me to hang in mid-July
He said to me "Your lifes a ruin"
"If I was you I'd breake right down a cry"

Well, Nobody seems to care I ain't guilty
I never did the things they said I've done

But I guess they have to hang somebody
And It's looking like I'm gonna be the one

So send my body home on a freight trian
Don't worry none if I don't go 1st class
Send my body home of a fright train
So everyone can see me when I pass

Don't worry none about no fancy funeral
Cause it don't matter how they lay me down
Just see they bury me out by Mama's Apple Tree
and send my body back to my home town

My Mama was a damm ahrd working woman
and she tried to raise he kids without a fault
The last thing sh said, she was on her dying bed was "Son, on't get in trouble with the law"


When the time comes to meet my maker
I'm gonna try my very best
to take it like a man
When they ask if I have one request

I'll just say "send my body home on a freight trian
Don't worry none if I don't go 1st class
Send my body home of a fright train
So everyone can see me when I pass"

"Don't worry none about no fancy funeral
Cause it don't matter how they lay me down
Just see they bury me out by Mama's Apple Tree
and send my body back to my home town"