Mark Sinnis Lyrics

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I’m driving down old route number 9
As a stream of cars follow behind
Bright headlights in a neat row
As I lead them to my final home
 
Down old route number 9
Come with me and you’ll see
 
I’m lying in the back all dressed in black
Straight laced shoes and a black Stetson hat
That old road is bumpy, long and steep
I’ve got a bottle of whiskey at my feet
 
Riding as the angels lead the way
To old Lucifer’s dismay
The undertaker’s not far behind
With my wife and family
Following in line
 
Down old route number 9
Come with me and you’ll see
 
 I’m riding down old route number 9
With that open road of memories behind
A long line of sorrow follows me
On this autumn sunny day
Closer and closer the graveyard comes
My final resting place
Hope I’m not alone
I hope you will come join me
Down beneath in my dream
 
Down old route number 9
Come with me and you’ll see
 
The funeral party will be fun
All will gather and be as one
You’ll tell your stories of my day
As I sleep for all eternity
 
Down old route number 9
Come with me and you’ll see