Cypress Grove

I would rather to be buried

In some cypress grove

I would rather to be buried

In some cypress grove

Have a contrary woman

Lord, that I can't controlAnd when yo' knee-bones get shaky

Honey, and your blood run cold

When yo' knee bones gettin' shaky

Lord, and your blood run cold

Oh, you're gettin' ready

Honey, for the cypress groveThen I'd rather be buried

Six feet in the clay

Then I would rather to be buried

Six feet in the clay

Then to stay round here

Breathin' this a-wayI will drink muddy water

I'll sleep in a hollow log

I will drink muddy water

Sleep in a hollow log

And to lay 'round here

Treated like a dog

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