Carry my body On down to the station Bury me slowly Under my favourite tree Don't take me to the graveyard Or the churches by the faint stars Bury me slowly Where I belong. She went to see the woodsman Well she's been down that road once before Well this is it for certain, this is it for certain This time her heart ain't going through that door She bought .... rosewood And watched the trees sway back and forth through the wind She said "It's my turn for irony," "Well I'm gonna leave in the same box you put me in." She said "Carry my body" "On down to the station" "Bury me slowly" "Under my favourite tree" "Don't take me to the graveyard" "Or the churches by the faint stars" "Bury me slowly" "Where I belong."