Sweet grass of summer slowly fades away When all the leaves are colored, they're here not to stay With the autumn breeze throws a chill on my face It's good to be alive today, feeling well No you can't breathe oxygen down in hell The trees grow tall, tall as they can Then the man comes, with an ax in his hand He builds a, then he burns it down He's not the kind of man you want to have around I've told you once boys, I'll tell you again Be good to the woman that let's you in I've got them far fetched blues ever since you went away I've been drinking whiskey mama, day after day