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AI got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid
But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid
EShe's a junkyard angel and she always gives me breaAd
FWell, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bAed.
AWell, when the pipeline gets broken and I'm lost on the river bridge
I'm cracked up on the highway and on the water's edge
EShe comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with tAhread
FWell, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my beAd.
AWell, she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much
She walks like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch
EShe keeps this four-ten all loaded with leAad
FWell, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my beAd.
AWell, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
EShe brings me everything and more, and just like I sAaid
FWell, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bedA.
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