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  1. If I Die Young

    Wednesday, September 28, 2011

    So in love with this song. So sad and lovely at the same time. This of course reminds me of my mom. Instead of her being under my colors... I am under hers :,) ILOVEYOU MOMSIE. I am missing you everyday..

    "Lord make my mom a rainbow, She'll shine down on me.. I'll know she's safe with you when I stand under her colors.."



    "If I Die Young"

    If I die young, bury me in satin
    Lay me down on a, bed of roses
    Sink me in the river, at dawn
    Send me away with the words of a love song

    Uh oh, uh oh

    Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
    She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
    Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
    Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby

    The sharp knife of a short life, well
    I've had just enough time

    If I die young, bury me in satin
    Lay me down on a bed of roses
    Sink me in the river at dawn
    Send me away with the words of a love song

    The sharp knife of a short life, well
    I've had just enough time

    And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
    I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
    I've never known the lovin' of a man
    But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand,
    There's a boy here in town who says he'll love me forever,
    Who would have thought forever could be severed by

    The sharp knife of a short life, well,
    I've had just enough time

    So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
    What I never did is done

    A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
    They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
    And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
    Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'

    If I die young, bury me in satin
    Lay me down on a bed of roses
    Sink me in the river at dawn
    Send me away with the words of a love song

    Uh oh (uh, oh)
    The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)
    Go with peace and love
    Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
    Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh

    The sharp knife of a short life, well
    I've had just enough time

    So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls 

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