Lay It Down - Cowboy Junkies

He left his dead in the cottonwood trees

The ground grown too hard with the years

Falling down was not what it used to be

The ground grown too hard with the years

He told his children those little white lies

The truth would only paralyze them

He told himself those little white lies

The truth would only paralyze him

Lay it down, lay it down

He sold most of what he cherished

The rest he let them steal

Shot his dog out in the open field

The rest he let them steal

He broke all of his promises

Under a sea green sky

They never thought to ask him why

Under a sea green sky

Lay it down, lay it down

Please bury me in the cottonwood trees

The ground grown too cold for me

Going to sleep tonight in a warm feather bed

The ground grown too cold for me

Lay it down, lay it down