play Don't Dig My Grave Too Deep

from Waiting for the Water BUY

My name is Lucas Younger, I was born in the County Clygh
In the war to save the Union, I fought on the losing side
When the bodies fell like timber, and blood flowed like a stream
And the country unraveled like a seam.

Now as far as I remember, I've never had a cause
To treat any man unjustly or trample any laws
But you can push a man just so far before he'll turn and fight
And it doesn't always matter if he's right

    Ooh, promise me one thing
    You will bury me under God's wing
    Ooh, in case I cannot sleep
    Please don't dig my grave too deep

In a deep and dark December, we were barely half alive
I really don't remember how the half of us survived
My brother joined the Army, my mother joined the dead
And I joined up with Quantrill instead

We burned our way through Kansas and down to Tennessee
Taking what we wanted but not more than we'd need
Now I've been called an outlaw, but never to my face
And I will not be looked on in disgrace

    Ooh, promise me one thing
    You will bury me under God's wing
    Ooh, in case I cannot sleep
    Please don't dig my grave too deep

My name is Lucas Younger, I'm all of twenty-five
And I know I'm not expected to leave this room alive
But if I should meet the devil, I'll spit right in his eye
The first time, I was too scared to try

    Ooh, promise me one thing
    You will bury me under God's wing
    Ooh, in case I cannot sleep
    Please don't dig my grave too deep

Credits:

PW:  vocals, lap slide guitar, lap steel
Jen Schonwald:  vocal harmonies
Cheryl Prashker:  percussion
Aaron Goldsmith:  bass

by Rich Deans (New Europe Music/BMI)

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