Hold up, wait All of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves One day, I will forget their name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name (hold up, wait!) When I was twenty-seven every night I had dreams

Well, there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you And there's two white horses following me Did you ever hear that coffin' sound Did you ever hear them church bells tone Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold There's just one last favor

When, my, time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her Boys workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat

Same black day High rise grave I don't want to die Living in a high rise grave My baby come home Summer never comes Sort of wonder why 'Cause summer never comes

This morning, this morning Nobody knows the way I feel this morning I feel like I could scream and cry I even hate to hear your name Nobody knows the way I feel If I'd only had my way The graveyard would be the place My man would lay I'm true out on it

Trust you to dig my grave And I trust you There ain't no worries You can't drink away I trust you You can lie awake at night Pretend not to see But you can't put that apple back up on its tree Woke up this morning

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely feelin' without you It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend (so lonely) Guess I'm hangin' by myself, but I don't mind (I don't mind) It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely

There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you Dig my grave with a silver spade Every link in my Jesus name Ever hear that church bell tone When I'm dead don't grieve for me Come right here and put flowers on my grave See that my grave is kept clean

Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me, baby Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby Clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's