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Am Em Am Em Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury Dm Em Dm Em All of my love and all of my holy (2x) Am Em Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury Dm Em All of my love and all of my holy Dm Em Dm Em All of my love and all of my holy (2x) Em Dm Am Old gravediggress by the dried out brook Em Dm Whose babble turns to gravel Am And my company too Em Dm I used to watch the butterflies Am Pretend that its spring Em Dm When December can't remember Am Not a damn cold thing Em Dm Am Old gravedigger-r by the burnt out tree Em Dm Who held the hive a murmur Am But no more bees Em Dm I used to hear the wind- Am Made speak and sing the leaves Em Dm Am Seems so long I've felt but a shy and tender breeze Em Dm Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury Am Asus All of my love and all of my holy Em Dm Am Old scarecrow wounded at the knee Em Dm Lost your button eyes Am And most of your stuffing Em Dm Hay for a heart Am And hay for a brain Em Dm Am If your momma was sweeter then you might be sane Em / Dm / Am Em Dm Gravedigress dig me a hole I can bury Am Asus All of my love and all of my holy
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