There'll be some slow walkin',
Gonna be some sad talkin',
There'll be some flower bringin',
Gonna be some sad singin'
Over you, I said over you,
Over you, pretty baby,
If I ever hear you say we're through.
There'll be some long black limousines,
People peepin' from their window screens,
Parade of cars with their headlights on,
All of that will be goin' on
Over you, I said over you,
Over you, pretty baby,
If I ever hear you say we're through.
There'll be a hole about six feet deep
For you my baby to take your sleep.
Into a pine box an' down you go,
Where you will stay in rain, sleet or snow.
Over you, I said over you,
Over you, pretty baby,
If I ever hear you say we're through.
All your folks will be dressed in black,
Ride a long black cadillac,
Yeah, baby they'll be puttin' you away,
The funeral home'll have your business that day
Over you, I said over you,
Over you, pretty baby,
If I ever hear you say we're through.
I wanna slay you baby, whoa now.
Over you, pretty baby,
If I ever hear you say we're through.
Say you never leave me,
I said you never leave me,
I'm gonna get rid of you, baby,
If I ever hear you say we're through.
Oh, I love you,
Tell you what I'd do.
That's why baby
I want to do these things to you.