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

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

And mountains Oh mountains o' things The life I've always wanted I guess I'll never have I'll be working for somebody else Until I'm in my grave I'll be dreaming of a live of ease To have a big expensive car Drag my furs on the ground And have a maid

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

Tommy, can you hear me? And Tommy doesn't know what day it is He doesn't know who Jesus was Or what praying is How can he be saved From the eternal grave? Did you ever see the faces of the children They get so excited Waking up on Christmas morning

You thought it was over; it's not over I'll be back; I brought my axe In the shadows, alone in the dark Young victims I stalk I'll be back From the grave To mutilate Axed in the back Pick through the neck

Diggin' my grave Diggin' my, diggin' my, diggin' my You've been up all night You've been out all night So keep on runnin' 'round Ain't no need to hurry back 'Cause I'll be gone from here You'll be all dressed up in black Six feet under, baby, that's

Tell me I'm an angel Take this to my grave Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me I'm a bad man Well I think I'm gonna burn in hell S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N Kick me like a stray I know a thing about contrition

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

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