They carried my old friend to

the church yard

My eyes cast slowly to the ground

The preacher read him his last words

Then they lowered his body down



Saved in the arms of my loved one

Saved on his gentle breast

Saved in the arms of my loved one

I lay my weary head down to rest



The church bell tolled for the rich man

The church bell tolled for the poor

I shed a final tear for my old friend

For never will I see him no more



Saved in the arms of my loved one

Saved on his gentle breast

Saved in the arms of my loved one

I lay my weary head down to rest



Gone are the days of Black Diamond

Gone is the beer and whiskey too

I said a final prayer for my old friend

Then carried my body home to you



Saved in the arms of my loved one

Saved on his gentle breast

Saved in the arms of my loved one

I lay my weary head down to rest



Saved in the arms of my loved one

Saved on his gentle breast

Saved in the arms of my loved one

I lay my weary head down to rest



I lay my eary head to rest