| Well I’ve been out here diggin' a hole
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| And the madder I get the deeper I go
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| Maybe you’re thinkin' I’m a fool
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| Or maybe I’m diggin' this hole for you
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| I’ve got bones to pick with you
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| I should have known
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| You can’t be true
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| Me and the devil
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| We want what’s due
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| And you should know that when you get home
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| That I got bones to pick with you
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| Shoveling dirt and loadin' lead
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| Whiskey burnin' up my head
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| You can tell your friend I know the news
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| Yeah I’ll deal with him when I’m done with you
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| I’ve got bones to pick with you
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| I should have known
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| You can’t be true
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| Me and the devil
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| We want what’s due
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| And you should know that when you get home
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| That I got bones to pick with you!
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| Yeah maybe you best just leave this town
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| Yeah probably before the sun goes down
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| Cause the Devil already knows my name
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| And you can ask him yourself when I see you again!
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| Bones to pick with you
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| I should have known
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| You can’t be true
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| Me and the devil
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| We want what’s due
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| And you just know when you get home
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| I’ve got bones, I’ve got bones
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| To pick with you
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| I should have known
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| You can’t be true
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| Me and the devil
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| We want what’s due
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| And you just know when you get home
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| I’ve got bones to pick with you!
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| Well I’ve been out here diggin' a hole
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| I’m gonna push you in nice and slow
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| Well maybe you’re thinkin' I’m your fool
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| Well maybe I’m diggin' this hole for you! |