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Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folks that you know
Well, I hope you don't see me in my ragged company
Well, you know I could never be alone
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well, when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Days
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave
- Album:
- Our Mother The Mountain
- Townes Van Zandt
- For The Sake Of The Song: First Album
- Sunshine Boy
- No Deeper Blue
- The Nashville Sessions
- Roadsongs
- At My Window
- The Late Great Townes Van Zandt
- High, Low And In Between
- Delta Momma Blues
- Miscellaneous
- Legend
- Texas Troubadour
- Rear View Mirror
- Absolutely Nothing
- Drama Falls Like Teardrops
- The Very Best of Townes Van Zandt: The Texan Troubadour
- Singer Songwriter Collection
- The Best of Townes Van Zandt