From a Buick 6

Intro: C

C
I got this graveyard woman, ya know she keeps my kids

C
But my soulful mama, y know she keeps me hid

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She's a junkyard angel and she always brings me bread

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Well if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

Well when the pipeline gets broken and uh lost on the river bridge
I'm all cracked up on the highway and in the water's edge
Look it she comes down the throughway ready to sew me up with thread
Well if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

Well she don't make me nervous, she don't talk to much
She walks like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch
She keeps this 4-10 all loaded with lead
Well if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

Come on ... 
solo

Well ya know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
I need a dump truck baby to unload my head
She brings me everything and more, ain't it just like I said
Well if I go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

solo to fade