| Lay your head where my heart used to be | |
| Hold the earth above me | |
| Lay down in the green grass | |
| Remember when you loved me | |
| Come closer don't be shy | |
| Stand beneath a rainy sky | |
| The moon is over the rise | |
| Think of me as a train goes by | |
| Clear the thistles and brambles | |
| Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'(1) | |
| Now there's a bubble of me | |
| and it's floating in thee | |
| Stand in the shade of me | |
| Things are now made of me | |
| The weather vane will say: | |
| It smells like rain today | |
| God took the stars and he tossed 'em | |
| Can't tell the birds from the blossoms | |
| You'll never be free of me | |
| He'll make a tree from me | |
| Don't say good bye to me | |
| Describe the sky to me(2) | |
| And if the sky falls, mark my words | |
| we'll catch mocking birds(3) | |
| Lay your head where my heart used to be | |
| Hold the earth above me | |
| Lay down in the green grass | |
| Remember when you loved me |