Diggin My Grave

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N.C.                    D
Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave
                             A
My road to hell is surely paved
                D
With all the love that I never gave
                            A                   D
Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave

                  D
And the hole is made, with pick and spade
                            A
With all the debts nearly paid
            D
Oh, how I wish, that I could have stayed
                      A                 D
But the hole is made—Oh, the hole is made

[Break]
(walk D,E,F#)         G                   D
Oh and, the hole, is shallow where I must lay
                                  A
The hole is shallow, but that’s ok
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                D            G
I’ll have peace on my final day
                D     A                 D
Down in this shallow hole where I must lay

             D
This July ground, is mighty hard,
                              A
This July ground, is mighty hard
              D
My back is broken, my hands are scarred
                              A                D
This July ground, this July ground is mighty hard

          D
Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
                          A
Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
           D
So I could be with you again
                     A                     D
Woah, I wish, oh I wish that I hadn’t sinned

[Repeat Break]
(walk D,E,F#)            G                 D
Oh and, the hole, is shallow where I must lay
                                  A
The hole is shallow, but that’s ok
           D                 G
I’ll have peace on my final day
                D     A                 D
Down in this shallow hole where I must lay

            D
Well this Iowa dirt is mighty cold
                          A
This Iowa dirt is mighty cold
              D
And God will never rest my soul
                   A          D
Down in this Iowa dirt, so cold

                      D
Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave
                            A
My road to hell is surely paved
               D
With all the love that I never gave
                     D         A                    D
Well I’m digging my grave, woah, I’m digging my grave