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Gravediggers Blues
by Beat Happening
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Saw the head off a scarecrow
Burn its eyes with lead
Make a crown of barbed wire
Leave it under your bed
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
And baby, you can dig my grave
Baby, you can dig my grave
Take a beet and a pole beam
Rotting, wrapped in hay
Spit into the middle
Cover it with clay
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I wonder what made you stay
I wonder what made me stray
Baby's got a jar of cider
Used for making hearts melt
Baby knows chicken wire
Don't make no chastity belt
Drive a stake into the river
Cap it with a bone
Hear that blackbird calling
Be my tombstone
Now I'm running with a heart on fire...
Now I'm running with a heart on fire...
I'm running with a heart on fire...
And baby, you can lick the flames
Baby, you can lick the flames
Baby's got my heart's desire
Swinging from her trophy belt
Baby knows a funeral pyre
Don't get put out with no beaver pelt
Dig a sack of potatoes
Throw it in my grave
Fill it full of buckshot
Just count the days...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
And baby, you'll make me pay
Baby, you'll make me pay
And baby, you'll be digging my grave...
Baby, I'm just counting the days
Saw the head off a scarecrow
Burn its eyes with lead
Make a crown of barbed wire
Leave it under your bed
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
And baby, you can dig my grave
Baby, you can dig my grave
Take a beet and a pole beam
Rotting, wrapped in hay
Spit into the middle
Cover it with clay
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I wonder what made you stay
I wonder what made me stray
Baby's got a jar of cider
Used for making hearts melt
Baby knows chicken wire
Don't make no chastity belt
Drive a stake into the river
Cap it with a bone
Hear that blackbird calling
Be my tombstone
Now I'm running with a heart on fire...
Now I'm running with a heart on fire...
I'm running with a heart on fire...
And baby, you can lick the flames
Baby, you can lick the flames
Baby's got my heart's desire
Swinging from her trophy belt
Baby knows a funeral pyre
Don't get put out with no beaver pelt
Dig a sack of potatoes
Throw it in my grave
Fill it full of buckshot
Just count the days...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
I'll come running with a heart on fire...
And baby, you'll make me pay
Baby, you'll make me pay
And baby, you'll be digging my grave...
Baby, I'm just counting the days
