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The Grave Digger How far I remember the day I lost my wife I thought that losing her was the end of my life But I held on and thought there was something better Than sinking like a stone, so I became a gravedigger Staying home, living alone, dropping tears on my own I do have never known where these voices came from As sweet as the morn, they were just saying : "Son Hey, there´s work to be done among coffins and bones" Then all over the years, buried pounds of corpses Saw gallons of tears and drank thousands of beers I buried some lawyers I buried some junkies I buried some preachers I buried some bitches I buried my mother I buried my sister I buried some miners I buried gravediggers Old enough to give in, I am digging your vault And in the state I´m in, you may think it´s not yours Digging deeper and deeper as you´re getting ever colder Anyhow you can rave, I won´t fall in the grave For the rest of my years, I´ll bury pounds of corpses See gallons of tears and drinks thousands of beers I´ll bury you lawyers I´ll bury you junkies I´ll bury you preachers I´ll bury you bitches I´ll bury your Queen I´ll bury you mother I´ll bury your King Oh, I´ll bury you brother Yes, I´ll bury you dreamers And bury your teachers And bury you friend And I´ll bury ... Yes I´ll bury you Hereos And bury your singers And bury you Kinds And I´ll bury Gravediggers «-- retour