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I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
To have some woman, Lord, that I can't control

I'm going away now, I'm going away to stay
I'm going away now, I'm going away to stay
Be all right, pretty mama, you gonna need my help someday

Sun going down, you know what your promise means
Sun going down, you know what your promise means
What's the matter, baby, I can't see

I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave
I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave
Than to be way up here, honey, treated this way

And the old people told me, baby, but I never did know
The old people told me, baby woman, but I never did know
"The good book declare you got to reap just what you sow"

When your knee bone's aching and your body's cold
When your knee bone's aching and your body's cold
Just means you getting ready, honey, for the cypress grove

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from The Angel of Death EP, released June 15, 2010
Lyrics: Skip James

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