The Coroner

Am G C F THE CORONER LIE DOWN You don’t need your diamonds You don’t need your garments When I come around Lie down, lie down Lie down, lie down with me Honestly, oh honestly I give my heart, my hands, my skin Lie down again You don’t have to win You don’t have to call the coroner in When I come around Lie down, lie down Lie down, lie down with me Honestly, oh, honestly In the bed that we lie in Lie down, lie down, lie down, lie down, lie down Lie down, lie down with me Honestly, oh, honestly I give my hands, my hair, my skin The lining in my stomach