Die Easy - Rag'n'Bone Man

Written by：Rory Graham

When it comes to bury me

Put a fifth of rum in my hand

Might as well come and take my soul

'Cause I can't take it to the promised land

Well well well

So I can die easy

Well well well

So I can die easy

The devil's gonna make up my dying bed

Meet me brother meet me

For I have so much to say

Might as well come and take my soul

Cause I won't need it on my dying day

Well well well

So I can die easy

Well well well

So I can die easy

The devil's gonna make up my dying bed

In my time of dying

I don't want nobody to mourn

All I want for my friends to do

Is to hold my dying arms

Well well well

So I can die easy

Well well well

So I can die easy

Well well well

So I can die easy

The devil's gonna make up my dying bed