Lletres: Hank Williams. 'neath a Cold Gray Tomb of Stone.

Rambling by a lonesome graveyard
Everything I love is gone
Weeping as they lay my darling
'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

In this world I?m left to wander
With no one to call my own
Oh, my precious darling?s sleeping
'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

Out there in that lonesome graveyard
She is sleeping all alone
And I buried my heart with her
'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

Skies above are dark and stormy
All the sunshine, all is gone
And the one I love is sleeping
'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

My heart's dead and yet I'm living
Wandering through this world alone
I wish that I was with my darling
'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone