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Gravedigger’s Blues
Pretty young thing
How is it that you got so old?
Your teeth’s is falling out
And your skin is growing cold
A man sees a woman
And he wants her for his own
Can’t own nobody this world
Everybody a-l-o-n-e
Everyone pray to Jesus
But don’t hear to what he say
Just prayin’ for yourself
Ain’t no way to pray
Drinkin’ and dancin’…
…Well it don’t last long
Wake up in someone else’s bed
Where you don’t belong
World peace! World peace!
Hear the young people shout
At war with war
Ain’t no way to bring peace
Can’t grow no wheat
Can’t grow no rye
Keep plantin’ our own sorrows
And I don’t know why
Heaven come tomorrow
Is what they say
But I only see death a ‘comin
And he’s comin’ today
I rang the bells
When you was baptised and married
And now I ring them again
For your casket that they carry
I bury the young
And I bury the old
Rich and poor all lie flat
Stiff and cold
Trees in the graveyard
Swing and sway
All the folks work so hard for
Get swept away
Spring, summer, fall
Winter come around
Build fire over your grave
In the frozen smoking ground
And all them flowers
They’ll put on your grave
Just wilt and rot
Just more for me to take away
Can’t grow no wheat
Can’t grow no rye
Sowin’ our own sorrows
And I don’t know why
Heaven come tomorrow
Is what they say
But I only see death a ‘comin
And he’s comin’ today.
