Send My Body Home By Randy Travis town Well, my mama was one damn hard workin woman And she tried to raise us kids without a paw The last thing that she said she was on her dying bed Was son don't get in trouble with the law Whenever my time comes to meet my maker I'm going to try to do my very best I'm going try to stand and take it like a man When they ask if I have one request Well I’ll just say Chorus Just see they bury me out by mama's apple tree And send my body back to my home town (allcountrytabs.com)
