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, wearing 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 wearing black
Tell my bride to bury me in Stull
Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
It's great