Stull, Pt. 1

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

Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
It's great