Beat Happening - Gravedigger Blues Lyrics
Saw the head off a scarecrow,Burn its eyes with lead.Make a crown of barbed wire,Leave it under your bed.I'll come running with a heart on fire...I'll come running with a heart on fire...I'll come running with a heart on fire...And baby, you can dig my grave.Baby, you can dig my grave.Take a beet and a pole beam,Rotting, wrapped in hay.Spit into the middle,Cover it with clay.I'll come running with a heart on fire...I'll come running with a heart on fire...I'll come running with a heart on fire...I wonder what made you stay.I wonder what made me stray.Baby's got a jar of cider,Used for making hearts melt.Baby knows chicken wire,Don't make no chastity belt.Drive a stake into the river,Cap it with a bone.Hear that blackbird calling,Be my tombstone.Now I'm running with a heart on fire...Now I'm running with a heart on fire...I'm running with a heart on fire...And baby, you can lick the flames.Baby, you can lick the flames.Baby's got my heart's desire,Swinging from her trophy belt.Baby knows a funeral pyre,Don't get put out with no beaver pelt.Dig a sack of potatoes,Throw it in my grave.Fill it full of buckshot,Just count the days...I'll come running with a heart on fire...I'll come running with a heart on fire...I'll come running with a heart on fire...And baby, you'll make me pay.Baby, you'll make me pay.And baby, you'll be digging my grave...Baby, I'm just counting the days..
