Don't Send Me No Flowers - The Gentrys

Don’t put no tombstone on my grave

She belongs to me

And I intend to keep her

I’m used to getting everything I crave

I ain’t run across yet

A girl I couldn’t get

When I wanted her

Don’t count your chicks before you can hatch them

Can’t crack a shell

With your focused lies

She ain’t about to leave me

For you

She wants me now

Take a look in her eyes

I ain’t run across yet

A girl I couldn’t get

When I wanted her

Don’t send me no flowers

'Cause I ain’t dead yet

I ain’t dead yet

I ain’t dead yet

I ain’t dead yet

I ain’t dead yet

I ain’t dead yet