Graveyard Blues

You know they tell me the graveyard, grave, graveyard
Is a low down dirty place

You know they tell me the graveyard, graveyard
Is a low down dirty place
They takin' my baby to the graveyard
And they pack dirt in her face

I followed that long black wagon, long black wagon down to the graveyard
Watched them pack dirt in my baby's face
I followed that long black wagon to the graveyard
Watched them pack dirt in my baby's face

Mr. Graveyard Digger, why you wanna take my baby away?

I waved bye-bye, bye at my baby
When they were lettin' her down in her grave (yes I did)
Lettin' her down, lettin' her down in her grave

I'm gonna bring you some flowers baby
Bring you some flowers, on every decoration day, baby
Gonna decorate your grave, baby, on every decoration day

Mmm-mmm-mmm
Poor me, poor me, poor me
Mm, poor me, poor, poor me, poor me
I ain't got nobody, baby
I ain't got nobody, baby

All I got in the world, have passed away
My baby gone
Have passed away
Have passed away
I'll be here, baby, every decoration day



Credits
Writer(s): Bernard Besman, John Lee Hooker
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