| Last night I dug your picture
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| Out from our old dresser drawer
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| I set it on the table
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| And I talk to it 'til four
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| I read some old love letters
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| Right up 'til the break of dawn
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| Yeah, I’ve been sitting alone
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| Diggin' up bones
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| Then I went through the jewelry
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| And I found our wedding rings
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| I put mine on my finger
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| And I gave yours a fling
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| Across this lonely bedroom
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| Of our recent broken home
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| Yeah, tonight I’m sitting alone
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| Diggin' up bones
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| (chorus)
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| I’m diggin' up bones
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| I’m diggin' up bones
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| Exhuming things that better left alone
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| I’m resurrecting memories of a love that’s dead and gone
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| Yeah, tonight I’m sitting alone
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| Diggin' up bones
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| And I went through the closet
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| And I found some things in there
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| Like that pretty negligee
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| That I bought you to wear
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| And I recall how good you looked
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| Each time you hand it on Yeah, tonight I’m sitting alone
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| Diggin' up bones
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| (repeat chorus)
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| I’m resurrecting memories of a love that’s dead and gone
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| Yeah, tonight I’m sitting alone
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| Diggin' up bones
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| (repeat chorus) |