Lyrics Graves - Whiskey Shivers

Graves

Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own
Preacher tells 'ya, «Jesus saves.»
All in a full work day
Steady busy getting paid, he can’t do it all his own
I said, who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own
Dollars in a golden tree
You know that somebody has to play
Get the lord’s paper straight, he can’t do it all his own
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own
Smell like its gonna rain
Forty nights and forty days
Rounding up the last few strays but, I can’t do it all my own.
Hey!
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own
Sun done run out of rays
And I’ve been waiting on a south bound train
Trying not to go insane but, I can’t do it all my own.
Hey!
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own
Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
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Who’s gonna dig theses graves?
Somebody help me dig these graves, I can’t do it all my own