When it comes to bury me. Put a fifth of rum in my hand. Might as well come and take my soul. 'Cause I can't take it to the promised land. Well well well. So I can die easy. Well well well. So I can die easy. The devil's gonna make up my dying bed. Meet me brother meet me. For I have so much to say. Might as well come and take my soul. Cause I won't need it on my dying day. Well well well. So I can die easy. Well well well. So I can die easy. The devil's gonna make up my dying bed. In my time of dying. I don't want nobody to move. All I want for my friends to do. Is to hold my dying arms. Well well well. So I can die easy. Well well well. So I can die easy. Well well well. So I can die easy. The devil's gonna make up my dying bed