| Yeah, you can bury my bones on the outskirts of town
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| You can bury my bones on the outskirts of town
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| You find a nail sticking out
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| Why don’t you hammer it down
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| While you bury my bones, oh
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| Said, if you’re going with me, you’re going six feet down
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| If you’re going with me, I’ll take you six feet down
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| There ain’t enough rope in Texas
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| Make me turn around
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| Go on and bury my bones
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| I’m gonna meet you down in the boneyard
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| Where we can settle this
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| Meet me down in the boneyard
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| You old son of a bitch
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| Yeah, you can scrub, you can scrub, but you can’t wash it off
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| You can scrub, you can scrub, you can change who you are, but you can’t wash it
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| off
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| There ain’t enough rope in Kansas
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| Make me turn my head and cough
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| Go on and bury my bones
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| I meet you down in the boneyard
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| Let the good times roll
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| I’m gonna go down to the boneyard
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| Meet me down in the hole
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| I will meet you in the boneyard, you old poker-faced devil
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| I will meet you in the boneyard, you old poker-faced devil
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| I think we can settle this
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| I have a bible and a shovel
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| You old poker-faced devil
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| My-my, poker-faced devil
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| Why don’t you meet me down in the boneyard
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| Now we can settle this
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| Meet me down in the boneyard
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| Why don’t you give us a kiss
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| I’m gonna meet you down in the boneyard
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| You old son of a bitch
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| Oh baby, gimme a kiss |