Paroles de Gravedigger Blues

Saw the head off a scarecrow Burn its eyes with lead Make a crown of barbwire Leave it under your bed I'll come running with a heart on fire I'll come running with a heart on fire I'll come running with a heart on fire And baby you can dig my grave Baby you can dig my grave Take a beet and a pole beam Rotting wrapped in hay Spit into the middle cover it with clay I'll come running with a heart on fire I'll come running with a heart on fire I'll come running with a heart on fire I wonder what made you stay I wonder what made me stray Baby's got a jar of cider Used for making hearts melt Baby knows chicken wire Don't make no chastity belt Drive a stake into the river Cap it with a bone Hear that black bird cawing It be my tombstone Now I'm running with a heart on fire Now I'm running with a heart on fire I'm running with a heart on fire Baby you can lick the flames Baby you can lick the flames Baby's got my heart's desire Swinging from her trophy belt Baby knows a funeral pyre Don't get put out with no beaver pelt Dig a sack of potatoes Throw it in my grave Fill it full of buckshot Just count the days I'll come running with a heart on fire I'll come running with a heart on fire I'll come running with a heart on fire And baby you'll make me pay Baby you'll make me pay And baby you'll be digging my grave Baby I'm just counting the days