Diggin My Grave

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G| Repeat for  
D| the D parts 
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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 
Well I’m digging my grave, I’m 
                  D
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            
But the hole is made—Oh, the hole 
     D
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           
Down in this shallow hole where I 
      D
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    
This July ground, this July ground 
            D
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        
Woah, I wish, oh I wish that I 
             D
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           
Down in this shallow hole where I 
      D
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  
Well I’m digging my grave, woah, 
                  D
I’m digging my grave