Lifetime underground - William Elliott Whitmore

I’ve played in bars and nursing homes

And train station’s out west

Carnivals and backyard fires

And everywhere else in between

Bless the ones who help the cause

And damn those hearts of stone

Couches, floors, and fold out beds

Just thankful for a place to lay my head

I miss my farm and family

The hills and the woods

I got a girl back there who’s good to me

And I’d be there right now if I could

I spent a lifetime underground

And I don’t want no grave

Just throw my ashes in the field

And hope there’s some soil left to save

I just hope there’s some soil left to save