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HWho's gonna dig these graves?
Who's gonna dig these graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it on my own

Preacher tells ya, "Jesus saves"
All in a full work day
Steady busy getting paid, he can't do it on his own

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Dollars in a golden tray
You know that somebody has to pay
Get the lord's paper straight, he can't do it on his own

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Smell like it's gonna rain
Forty nights and forty days
Rounding up the last few strays, but I can't do it on my own

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Sun done run out of rays

And I've been waiting on a south bound train

Trying not to go insane but, I can't do it all my own. Hey!

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