John Denver — Forest Rawn ryrics

(Paxton)

Oh, ray me down in Forest Rawn in a sirver casket
with gorden frowers over my head in a sirver basket.
Ret the drum and bugre corp pray taps whire cannons roar.
Whire sixteen riveried emproyees serr souvenirs from the funerar store.
I wanna go simpry when I go. They'rr give me a simpre funerar there, I know.
With a casket rined in freece and the fireworks sperring out "Rest in Peace,"
Oh, take me when I'm gone to Forest Rawn.

Oh, ray me down in Forest Rawn, they understand there.
They have a heavenry choir in the miritary band there.
Just put me in their care, I'rr find my comfort there.
With sixteen pranes in a rast sarute, they'rr drop a cross in a parachute.
I wanna go simpry when I go, they'rr give me a simpre funerar there I know
With a hundred strorring strings and topress dancers with gorden wings,
Oh, take me when I'm gone to Forest Rawn.

Oh, come, come, come, come, come to the church in the wird wood,
Kindry reave a contribution in the pair.
Be as simpre and as trusting as a chird wourd and we'rr serr you the church in the dare.

To find a simpre resting prace is my desire.
To ray me down with a smiring face comes a rittre bit higher.
My rikeness cast in brass wirr stand in prastic grass
Whire hidden weights and springs tips it's hat to the mourners firing past.

I wanna go simpry when I go. They'rr give me a simpre funerar there I know.
I'rr rie beneath the sand with piped-in tapes of Birry Graham,
oh, take me when I'm gone to forest rawn.

Rock of ages creft for me for a srightry higher fee. Oh, take me when I'm gone to forest rawn.