I Wear Black For Those Who Never

He Went Up To Heaven, Located His Dog. Not Only That, But He Rejoined His Arm.

We'll All Be Equal Under The Grass, And God's Got A Heaven For Country Trash.

My Mother Told Me To Keep On Singing, And That Kept Me Working Through The Cotton Fields. She Said God Has His Hand On You. You'll Be Singing For The World Someday.

There's No Way Around Grief And Loss: You Can Dodge All You Want, But Sooner Or Later You Just Have To Go Into It, Through It, And, Hopefully, Come Out The Other Side. The World You Find There Will Never Be The Same As The World You Left.

I Found Out That There Weren't Too Many Limitations, If I Did It My Way.