leavin from the water aint never easy takin to the city is harder still dont forget your brothers and dont forsake your sisters because they will take you back when nobody will you can have my money and you can take my guitar just make sure you that use them and you use them well aint nothin wrong with ramblin ain t nothin wrong with dyin just make sure when youre finished you got a story to tell take your painted pony and ride up on the hillside and tell all of my loved ones that im glory bound take 16 pretty maidens with 16 pretty roses singing pretty to my darling as they lay me down