Randy Travis

Send My Body

Randy Travis


Tom: A

A
Well that judge he found me guilty of wrong doing
   D                           A
he sentenced me to hang in mid-july
A
He look down at me and said you are a ruin
B7                                     E
If I were you I'd break right down and cry
    A
But nobody seems to care that I ain't guilty
  D                                   A
I never did the things they said I've done
A
But it looks like they're gonna to hang somebody
         E                               A
and it's lookin like I'm goin to be the one

[Chorus]
A         D                      A
(So just) send my body home on a freight train
    D                                A
and don't worry none that I don't go first class
D                      A
Send my body home on a freight train
B7                            E
So everyone can see me when I pass
          D                         A
and don't worry none about no fancy funeral
D                               A
it don't matter how they lay me down
D                       A
see they bury me out by mama's apple tree
                      E               A
and just send my body back to my home town

[Verse]
A
My mama was one damn hard workin woman
    D                                A
she tried to raise us kids without a pa
    D                                A
the last thing that she said she was on her dying bed
    B7                                E
was boy don't get in trouble with the law
     A
Well whenever my time comes to meet my maker
D                              A
I'm going to try to do my very best
    D                  A
I'm going to stand and take it like a man
                 E               A
when they ask if I have one request

 
[Chorus]
A         D                      A
I'll say send my body home on a freight train
    D                                A
and don't worry none that I don't go first class
D                      A
Send my body home on a freight train
B7                            E
So everyone can see me when I pass
          D                         A
and don't worry none about no fancy funeral
D                               A
it don't matter how they lay me down
D                       A
see they bury me out by mama's apple tree
                      E               A
and just send my body back to my home town