Transcribed by [email protected] when I die won't you bury me in the town where I was born most of my life I've been rambling free when I die I want to come back home ever since I was a baby child I knew was born to roam I had to climb to the top of the hill just to see what lies beyond now seasons change but I'm still the same, I don't belong to anyone still a piece of me will always be sitting in my hometown sun when I die won't you bury me in the town where I was born most of my life I've been rambling free when I die I want to come back home In my time I have seen ten thousand setting suns and I made my bed where I lay my head and it never hurt anyone it could be said that someone like me ain't nothing but a prodigal son and just like that prodigal boy I'm going to finish off where I begun