Lonely Laying Here - song

Another old song revamped for uke

Music by David Mink and Words by me

Shot down on 3rd and 22

for a wallet and my shoes.

I...see the sun up in the sky.

I...guess I'm gonna die.

So cold, so cold I feel like mud.

So red, the pavement with my blood.

I...see the sun up in the sky.

I...guess I'm gonna die.

It's lonely, lonely laying here.

So lonely, lonely laying here.

They say, God he has a plan.

I wish he'd make me understand

why I...see the sun up in the sky,

why I...guess I'm gonna die.

Please, sir! Hurry and find my wife.

Tell her I'm bound to lose my life,

that I...see the sun up in the sky,

that I...guess I'm gonna die.

It's lonely, lonely laying here.

So lonely, lonely laying here.

Do me one favor, if you please.

Keep my, keep my tombstone clean.

I...see the sun up in the sky.

I...guess I'm gonna die.

I feel this coil slipping free!

Donna, please don't cry for me.

I...see the sun up in the sky.

I...guess I'm gonna die.

It's lonely, lonely laying here.

So lonely, lonely laying here.