Grave Digger Blues

歌詞

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.