Lyrics:

Cyrus Jones 1810 to 1913Made his great granchildren believeYou could live to a hundred and threeA hundred and three
is forever when you're just a little kidSo Cyrus Jones lived foreverGravediggerWhen you dig my graveCould you make it shal
lowSo that I can feel the rainGravediggerMuriel Stonewall1903 to 1954She lost both of her babies in the second great war
Now you should never have to watchYour only children lowered in the groundI mean you should never have to bury your own babie
sGravediggerWhen you dig my graveCould you make it shallowSo that I can feel the rainGravediggerRing around the roseyP
ocket full of poseyAshes to ashesWe all fall downGravediggerWhen you dig my graveCould you make it shallowSo that I can
feel the rainGravediggerLittle Mikey Carson 67 to 75He rode hisBike like the devil until the day he diedWhen he grows up
he wants to be Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapezeOhhh, 1940 to 1992GravediggerWhen you dig my graveCould you make it shallo
wSo that I can feel the rainGravediggerWhen you dig my graveCould you make it shallowSo that I can feel the rainFeel the
rainI can feel the rainGravediggerGravedigger