I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid
But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid
She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread, yeah
If I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bedYou know she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much
She walk like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch
She keeps my four-ten all loaded with lead, yeah
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bedYeah![Instrumental]Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
She give me everything and more, and just like I said
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed
Alright, get it on now!
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