Six Foot Under Charley Crockett

The flowers are wilted, the preacher's gone
And I'm left here jilted on the church house lawn
Through the old graveyard I'm goin' to walk around
And bury my heart where it won't be found

Six foot under
Six foot under
Six foot under down in the cold cold ground

Like a fool, I trusted your honey like words
Now my heart is broken, it's all for the birds
In a deep deep hole, I'll vanish safe and sound where you can't get to it and kick it around

Six foot under
Six foot under
Six foot under down in the cold cold ground

Six foot under
Six foot under
Six foot under down in the cold cold ground