Stull (Part I)

Forty miles west of Kansas City Down a county road like a lonely soul I see Sharon and I see Jack It's me and roman weared in black, Tell my bride to bury me in stull... Don't be afraid, Don't be afraid, It's great Thirty-seven seventeen - six miles to stull In the dark I see the sign - six more miles to stull I see Sharon and I see Jack It's me and roman dressed in black, Tell my bride to bury me in stull... Don't be afraid, Don't be afraid, It's great Sixty-five, fifty, forty-four, thirty miles to go In the night I see the sign - six miles to stull Forty miles west of Kansas City She said that she had come in white to meet me I see Sharon and I see Jack It's me and roman weared in black, Tell my bride to bury me in stull... Don't be afraid, Don't be afraid, It's great