If I die young, bury me in satin.
Lay me down on a, bed of roses.
Sink me in the river, at dawn.
Send me away with the words of a love song. Life ain't always what you think it ought to be. Ain't even grey. The sharp knife of a short life, well.
I’ve had, just enough time. I’ve never known the lovin' of a man,
but it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand, there’s a
boy here in town says he’ll, love me forever. Who would have thought forever could be severed by the sharp knife of a short life, well..I’ve had, just enough time. A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I’ll sell them for a dollar. They're worth so much more after I’m a goner. And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’. Funny when your dead how people start listenin’. The ballad of a dove. Go with peace and love. Gather up your tears, keep ‘em in your pocket. Save them for a time when your really gonna need them.