I Deacon Burns being of sound mind
Here by state my last will before i die
Give me my day in the sun to shine
In the winter cold
Now that my bodys crippled and old
Gotta get my kicks before i go
In the sky where my soul becomes whole
In the winter cold
I Deacon Burns being of sound mind
Here by state my last will before i die
Give me my day in the sun to shine
In the winter cold
In the winter cold