forty miles west of kansas city down a county road like a lonely soul i see sharon and i see jack it\'s me and roman weared in black, tell my bride to bury me in stull...
don\'t be afraid, don\'t be afraid, it\'s great
thirty-seven seventeen - six miles to stull in the dark i see the sign - six more miles to stull i see sharon and i see jack it\'s me and roman dressed in black, tell my bride to bury me in stull...
don\'t be afraid, don\'t be afraid, it\'s great
sixty-five, fifty, forty-four, thirty miles to go in the night i see the sign - six miles to stull forty miles west of kansas city she said that she had come in white to meet me i see sharon and i see jack it\'s me and roman weared in black, tell my bride to bury me in stull...
