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 cant have youI 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 cant have youThe sheets are creased, from your last day

A silhouette of where you lay

Theyll find your headstone in the yard

With your black dress and my guitarIll carry you back to your grave

Where, you and I, will always stay

I close the casket, it gets dark

Theyll find us in each others arms