Forty miles west of Kansas City Down a county road like a lonely soul I see Sharon and I see Jack It's me and roman weared in black Tell my bride to bury me in stull Don't be afraid Don't be afraid It's great Thirty-seven seventeen (six miles to stull) In the dark I see the sign (six more miles to stull) I see Sharon and I see Jack It's me and roman dressed in black Tell my bride to bury me in stull Don't be afraid Don't be afraid It's great Sixty-five, fifty, forty-four, thirty miles to go In the night I see the sign (six miles to stull) Forty miles west of Kansas City She said that she had come in white to meet me I see Sharon and I see Jack It's me and roman weared in black Tell my bride to bury me in stull Don't be afraid Don't be afraid It's great