Corb Lund - Dig Gravedigger lyrics

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Corb Lund - Dig Gravedigger lyrics

Dig, dig, Gravedigger Dig, Gravedigger, dig Work that shovel with vigor, Gravedigger Before rigor mortis sets in, dig Dig, dig, Gravedigger Dig, Gravedigger, dig That big old hole just keeps gettin bigger So dig, Gravedigger, dig He dont mind the cadavers, he dont mind human remains He got no problem sleepin at night, aint nothin a little whiskey wont tame I asked about ghosts and spirits, I asked him if he ever got spooked I asked him if he ever gets haunted by souls, but he reckons that he buries them, too Nah, he aint bothered by corpses, hell, hell plant stiffs all day See, hes on a some kinda piecework deal, he gets paid by the grave He could be makin more money, he could be out workin the rigs But he says he dont really like no company, he says hed rather just dig Gravedigger, he got secrets, he told me as he lit up a cig He says you gotta watch you dont badger the hole when youre cutting through the roots and the twigs Hell work right through in the darkness, then hell stop and hell take him a swig Drive by the right time of the night you might find him in the moonlight doin a jig

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