Lyrics

I had dreams in the days of our young love
Of growing old with the one I adore
We said til death do us part
But though she gave me her heart
She had something a little different in store

She said, “I’m going first,
You’ll have to lay me in that hearse.
I can’t stand it, baby, when you’re not around.
You’re a blessing and a curse,
‘Cos I can’t think of nothing worse
Than waiting around to join you in the cold, cold ground.”

She stopped exercising
And she started drinking gin
And she’d go on and on
About the trouble I’d be in
If I tried to go before her
She’d say, “Suicide’s a sin!”
And she’d say it all with her pearly whites
In a big ol’ pearly grin

She said, “I’m going first,
You’ll have to lay me in that hearse.
I can’t stand it, baby, when you’re not around.
You’re a blessing and a curse,
‘Cos I can’t think of nothing worse
Than waiting around to join you in the cold, cold ground.”

She bought a motorcycle
And she’d ride it in the rain
While texting me little notes
Of Love’s sweet refrain
She was giving me a heart attack
And driving me insane
When she said,
“Hold on there, honey,
You better stay in your lane, because…

I’m going first,
You’ll have to lay me in that hearse.
I can’t stand it, baby, when you’re not around.
You’re a blessing and a curse,
‘Cos I can’t think of nothing worse
Than waiting around to join you in the cold, cold ground.”

I can’t stand it, baby, when you’re not around