| Boys workin' on empty
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| Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
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| I just think about my baby
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| I’m so full of love I could barely eat
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| There’s nothing sweeter than my baby
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| I’d never want once from the cherry tree
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| Cause my baby’s sweet as can be
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| She’d give me toothaches just from kissin' me
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| When my time comes around
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| Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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| No grave can hold my body down
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| I’ll crawl home to her
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| Boys, when my baby found me
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| I was three days on a drunken sin
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| I woke with her walls around me
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| Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
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| And I was burnin' up a fever
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| I didn’t care much how long I lived
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| But I swear I thought I dreamed her
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| She never asked me once about the wrong I did
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| When my time comes around
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| Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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| No grave can hold my body down
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| I’ll crawl home to her
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| When my time comes around
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| Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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| No grave can hold my body down
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| I’ll crawl home to her
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| My babe would never fret none
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| About what my hands and my body done
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| If the Lord don’t forgive me
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| I’d still have my baby and my babe would have me
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| When I was kissin' on my baby
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| And she put her love down soft and sweet
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| In the low lamp light I was free
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| Heaven and hell were words to me
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| When my time comes around
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| Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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| No grave can hold my body down
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| I’ll crawl home to her
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| When my time comes around
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| Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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| No grave can hold my body down
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| I’ll crawl home to her |