Decay by the River

Don’t let my bones decay by the river

Pick me up place me in the church a funeral

I’m still foggy I’m groggy but I just died

You cry at my decay but it will happen to you

Set the scene glasses full of wine

As my procession gets before my death

I pound the wood I scream let me out

I’m not dead I’m breathing and screaming

They closed the coffin before I breathed my last

Now I’m clawing and scratching set me free

Just don’t let my bones decay by the river

Send me to Jesus and deliver me

Pick up my bones scattered on the river bed

Set me in the house of My Lord