Karaoké Creosote Ashley McBryde

Skinny white knees ain't no breeze down by the trestle blackberry grin

Runnin' down her chin dark as pitch oil lyin' on our backs right by the tracks

Ain't gonna want no supper

Don't cry for me oh, when I die just mark my grave with a railroad tie

In an old pine box honey, lay me low and seal it up with creosote

Me and Randy Joe we know where to go when we gotta get closer we run and found

A little patch of ground where the cars pass over stars lookin' down

I lost it to the sound

Of a Carolina freight line howlin'

Don't cry for me oh, when I die just mark my grave with a railroad tie

I ain't got no use for streets of gold

For streets of gold nah, honey, heaven smells like creosote

If where I'm going looks like where I've been they're 'bout to paint my wings black as sin

C'mon

Don't cry for me honey, when I die

Don't cry for me honey, when I die you better mark my grave with a railroad tie

Mark my grave with a railroad tie

In an old pine box honey, lay me low

Ooh ooh you seal it up with creosote

Seal it up with creosote

Don't cry for me