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