Gravedigger
Ooooh why you dig so deep?
You took my mama
Now when ya taking me?
It's only the lucky ones
Get to die in their sleep
So it's lean drinking
Baby, I'm a bottle deep
Until we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
The surf's good but nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Riptide Tommy, ooooh what that drink mean to you?
(What it do? What it do? What it do? What it do?)
And he said
"Come here son lemme tell you a little story called 'my moonshine blues'"
(Oh ya? How'd it go?)
"You see it's
Kinda like loving, but it ain't that strong"
(No! No! No!)
(Aww hell no!)
"Awww! It's sorta like the cocaine, but it lasts too long"
Before we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
Where we goin? Nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Until we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
The surf's good but nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Before we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
Where we goin? Nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
(Let's go!)
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Gravedigger
Ooooh why you dig so deep?
You took my mama
Now when ya taking me?
It's only the lucky ones
Get to die in their sleep
So it's lean drinking
Baby, I'm a bottle deep
Until we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
The surf's good but nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Riptide Tommy, ooooh what that drink mean to you?
(What it do? What it do? What it do? What it do?)
And he said
"Come here son lemme tell you a little story called 'my moonshine blues'"
(Oh ya? How'd it go?)
"You see it's
Kinda like loving, but it ain't that strong"
(No! No! No!)
(Aww hell no!)
"Awww! It's sorta like the cocaine, but it lasts too long"
Before we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
Where we goin? Nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Until we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
The surf's good but nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Before we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
Where we goin? Nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
(Let's go!)
Ooooh why you dig so deep?
You took my mama
Now when ya taking me?
It's only the lucky ones
Get to die in their sleep
So it's lean drinking
Baby, I'm a bottle deep
Until we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
The surf's good but nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Riptide Tommy, ooooh what that drink mean to you?
(What it do? What it do? What it do? What it do?)
And he said
"Come here son lemme tell you a little story called 'my moonshine blues'"
(Oh ya? How'd it go?)
"You see it's
Kinda like loving, but it ain't that strong"
(No! No! No!)
(Aww hell no!)
"Awww! It's sorta like the cocaine, but it lasts too long"
Before we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
Where we goin? Nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Until we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
The surf's good but nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
Before we pack the car
Write the notes
We'll get out of town
Where we goin? Nobody knows
Cuz they ain't around
(Let's go!)
Writer: Jerome Porter, Raymond Porter
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