There's a frost on the mountain And I'm longing for your touch My legs can't stand from walking Been too long riding for the rush In the sound, there is an island Where the burned-out hospital stands Where they dig great holes to bury All the bones that no one claimed Don't bury me on hart island Tell my friends where I am You know it's cold and all you hear is crying On that island of forgotten names I can see you standing by the window Back in time, when you were mine Before I came to New York city Where you gotta live fast just to toe the line Its goodbye Willie, and Margarita My dear Louisa, and male unknown I hope we find some peace together Where the chilly winds blow, you can hear 'em moan Don't bury me on Hart island Tell my friends where I am You know it's cold and all you hear is crying On Hart Island, don't you make my grave Don't bury me. Tell my friends where I am Don't bury me. Tell my friends where I am