Underground

When I'm gone, don't bury me I will not lie under this town I will not lie where I can't see Please don't put me underground If the day is sunny, let my father say some words If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories Oh my sister will bake a cake, and on it she'll write something funny Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money As for all that is inside You can give to medicine As for all my bones and hide Just find a fire to put 'em in If the day is sunny, let my father say some words If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories Oh my sister will bake a cake, and on it she'll write something funny Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money Though I may be relatively young I hope in the final moments I hear every song I've ever sung At once When I'm gone don't weep and moan Where I'm going is a pleasant stay I'll visit my grandfather's home Drink gin with Billie Holiday If the day is sunny, let my father say some words If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories Oh my sister will bake a cake, and on it she'll write something funny Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money When I'm gone, don't bury me I will not lie under this dirty town I will not lie where I can't see Please don't put me underground No, please don't put me under