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Cypress Grove
Chris Thomas King
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I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
Than to have some woman, Lord, that I can't control
And I'm going away now, I'm going away to stay
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Well, I'm going away now, I'm going away to stay
It'll be alright, pretty mama, you might need my help someday
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Now the sun going down and you know what you promised me
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Well, the sun going down and you know what you promised me
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And what's the matter, honey, I can't see
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Well, old people told me, baby, but I never did know
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Well, old people told me, baby, but I never did know
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The good book say you got to reap just what you sow
When your knee bone go to aching and your body's getting cold
When your knee bone go to aching and your body's getting cold
Well, you're just getting ready, honey, for the cypress grove
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The church bells are ringing and the hearse come driving slow
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The church bells are ringing and the hearse come driving slow
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Somebody gone away yonder, never coming back no more
I would rather be dead and six feet in the clay
I would rather be dead and six feet in the clay
Than to stay here with you and be treated this way
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I would drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
I would drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
Than to stay here and be treated like a mangy dog
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
Than have a contrary woman, Lord, that I can't control
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