Forty Eight Graves

Tell my momma I had to go
Listen to the choir sing it low
Open up a box and lay me in
Cross my arms and free my sins

Cause I'm so tired, tell me what its worth
So tired, just lay me in the dirt
Now I'm so tired, when nothing seems to work
So tired, just lay me in the dirt

Call my friends, lend their hands
Carry me back to Pacific sands
Clear my closets, clear their throats
Light a candle, cover the smoke
Tell my momma I had to go
Listen to the choir sing it low
Open up a box and lay me in
Cross my arms and free my sins

Cause I'm so tired, tell me what its worth
So tired, just lay me in the dirt
Now I'm so tired, when nothing seems to work
So tired, just lay me in the dirt

Sun burned my skin a bloody red
A shovel digs a shallow bed
Body filler, when I die
Mirror image, future life

Now I'm so tired, tell me what its worth
So tired, just lay me in the dirt
Now I'm so tired, nothing seems to work
So tired, just lay me in the dirt