Heaven is a place where people die pretty
Stars don't lie and there's cash in the kitty
Running from the rocks, there's water for the lips
To ease your mouth and bathe your fist

There's no need for trouble when the road's all down
Nobody's out of work cause the mines in town
The circus has been twice already
My throwing arm is good and my heart is steady

I'm dead and done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field
In an Autumn field

Tell my momma not to worry
The food is sweet and the weather's been sunny
And I'm well known round a-bout
The local pick pocket it a lay-about

Tell my daddy oh there's no need for washing
They do it in your sleep when you're not watching
I've already had the neighbors here
Johnny Cash came about and we split a beer

I'm dead and done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field
In an Autumn field

Oh

The girls up here sure look swell
They sing like birds, I hear it's nothing like hell
The local priest says there's no need for cheatin'
The local wags call it meetin' and a-greetin'

I'm dead and done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field

Writer : ROBERT THOMAS LONG
Copyright : Lyrics © BUGHOUSE OBO SGO MUSIC PUBLISHING LTD.