Sooner or later, we’re all dead on arrival,
It’s the way of all flesh you know.
Death comes too soon or it comes too late,
Or maybe you’re ready to go.
But we all make that rendezvous
We all meet our fate
As for me, I want to be,
Buried in a natural state.
So wrap me in in a shroud and lower me down
Or build a simple wooden casket and put it in the ground
Cover me up with Arkansas dirt, that would be just great.
Let me be buried in a natural state.
I want to be buried in a natural state.
Arkansas is the Natural State,
Here’s one more reason why:
You’ll be so serene if you’re going green
When it’s your time to die.
When it all comes down to dust,
What’s a body worth?
Make my cemetery a sanctuary
When I surrender to the earth.