William Elliott Whitmore - Ain't Gone Yet lyrics

When I was young I walked into the woods Amongst the sycamores and pines I often stood To contemplate life and d**h I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet If the weather is willing and the creek don't rise I'll see you again over there on the other side As sure as that creek flows to the river bed I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet Both feet in the grave my lungs out of breath Six feet in the soul no thoughts in my head I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet You wont see me on Sunday when church bells toll Never needed any help saving my mortal soul No need to pray no need to fret I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet Both feet in the grave my lungs out of breath Six feet in the soul no thoughts in my head I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet I'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yet