Dying Tree

If you perchance go looking for me

You will find me under a dying tree

You will find me hanging around

About six feet above the ground

No one will miss me that I know

Nor understand why I had to go

Had a love I thought was true

She left me for someone I knew

The water that now does fall

Has no salt in it, no none at all

My heart from my chest was tore

Now I can feel pain no more

If you decide to cut me down

Bury me six feet underground

Where no one will ever find me

Buried beneath a dying tree