Parched Upon the Brink
Lay me down and die, by golly
Lay me down and die
I once wondered long about
Why some men long to die
Now I, enshrouded by this doubt
Know why
Hand me down my banjo, Tommy
Hand me down my stein
I once said that death was one drink
I would never try
And now, but parched upon the brink
Stand I
Send me down and angel, Jesus
Send me down some sign
I haven't come across this land
To close a bitter eye
Abandon all my hopes and plans
To die
Hand me down my banjo, Tommy
Hand me down my stein
I once said that death was one drink
I would never try
And now, but parched upon the brink
Stand I
Lay me down and die, by golly
Lay me down and die
I once wondered long about
Why some men long to die
Now I, enshrouded by this doubt
Know why
Autor(es): Rob Getzschman
