Black Dress

I dug you up this morning and took you home
To have you here beside me cold but close
I made my mind up last night
that heaven just can't have you
I made you breakfast but you would not eat
So I took your black dress off and washed you clean
I made my mind up last night
that heaven just can ’t have you
The sheets are creased from your last day
A silhouette of where you lay
They ’ll find your headstone in the yard with your black dress and my guitar
I ’ll carry you back to your grave where you and I will always stay
I close the casket
it gets dark they ’ll find us in each others arms
he won~~