She was his rock and his best friend They'll be reunited in heaven 'Cause he's dying to see her again She was his reason for living Imagine her Standing there Young again Long brown hair As he crosses over

I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road The girl I'm loving she's got great long curly hair Well, I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road And I ain't gonna stop walking till I get in sweet mama's door And her mama and her papa