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 weary head to rest