I woke up this morning, with the headstone blues She's gonna kill me, gonna cut me loose Tied my tie in a pretty noose I can't win, she can't lose I ain't the first, no, I ain't the first to leave you Oh but I know, I may be the last Dig my grave with a silver spade Find a weeping willow to give me shade Bring me flowers on a summer day Six foot in the ground and I can't get away I ain't the first, no, I ain't the first to leave you Oh but I know, I may be the last I ain't the first, no, I ain't the first to leave you Oh but I know, I may be the last