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 eary head to rest