Headstone Blues
The Cold Stares
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I woke up this morning, with the headstone blues
She's gonna kill me, gonna cut me loose
Tied my tie in a pretty noose
I can't win, she can't lose
I ain't the first, no, I ain't the first to leave you
Oh but I know, I may be the last
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Dig my grave with a silver spade
Find a weeping willow to give me shade
Bring me flowers on a summer day
Six foot in the ground and I can't get away
I ain't the first, no, I ain't the first to leave you
Oh but I know, I may be the last
I ain't the first, no, I ain't the first to leave you
Oh but I know, I may be the last