Whiskey Shivers - Graves | Текст песни

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Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

Preacher tells 'ya, "Jesus saves."

All in a full work day.

Steady busy getting paid, he can't do it all his own.

I said, who's gonna dig theses graves?

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

Dollars in a golden tree.

You know that someone has to play.

Get the lord's paper straight, he can't do it all his own.

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

Smell like its gonna rain,

Forty nights and forty days,

Rounding up the last few strays but, I can't do it all my own. Hey!

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

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!

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

Who's gonna dig theses graves? what

Who's gonna dig theses graves?

Somebody help me dig these graves, I can't do it all my own.

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