Graves - Whiskey Shivers

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 somebody 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?

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Who’s gonna dig theses graves?

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