Gravedigger
I walk with a demon
With a darkness in my eyes
We're tripping on a leaf
And, well, we're sipping on a vine
The night's getting clever
And our arms are heavier than ever
And all we can see
Is in the shadow of the moon
A crescent light defines the life
In all that lives
And the ghosts are swaying softly
In the wind
With every step leaning on a tombstone
The desert hollers calling me home
Well, this gravedigger's got your number
And a place for your eternal slumber
Now it's engraved here on a tombstone
I work with a shovel
Got a dime and cheap bottle of wine
To dine with the devil
Yeah, you know he's on my side
I walk like a Reaper
Yeah, well, I've got friends in low, low places
All of my shivers
From my head down to my spine
A crescent light defines the life
In all that lives
And the ghosts are swaying softly
In the wind
With every step leaning on a tombstone
The desert hollers calling me home
Well, this gravedigger's got your number
And a place for your eternal slumber
Now it's engraved here on a tombstone
Giving my time to yesterday
You lie asleep while I'm awake
With every step leaning on a tombstone
The desert hollers calling me home
I'm a gravedigger
I'm a gravedigger
And I've got you now
With a darkness in my eyes
We're tripping on a leaf
And, well, we're sipping on a vine
The night's getting clever
And our arms are heavier than ever
And all we can see
Is in the shadow of the moon
A crescent light defines the life
In all that lives
And the ghosts are swaying softly
In the wind
With every step leaning on a tombstone
The desert hollers calling me home
Well, this gravedigger's got your number
And a place for your eternal slumber
Now it's engraved here on a tombstone
I work with a shovel
Got a dime and cheap bottle of wine
To dine with the devil
Yeah, you know he's on my side
I walk like a Reaper
Yeah, well, I've got friends in low, low places
All of my shivers
From my head down to my spine
A crescent light defines the life
In all that lives
And the ghosts are swaying softly
In the wind
With every step leaning on a tombstone
The desert hollers calling me home
Well, this gravedigger's got your number
And a place for your eternal slumber
Now it's engraved here on a tombstone
Giving my time to yesterday
You lie asleep while I'm awake
With every step leaning on a tombstone
The desert hollers calling me home
I'm a gravedigger
I'm a gravedigger
And I've got you now
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Writer(s): Allen Depew
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