Cemetery Blues

Folks, I know a gal named Cemetary Lize
 Down in Tennessee
 She has got a pair of mean old graveyard eyes
 Full of misery
 Every night and day
 You can hear her sing her blues away
 I'm going down to the cemetary
 'Cause the world is all wrong
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 I'm going down to the cemetary
 'Cause the world is all wrong
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 Down there with the spooks to hear 'em sing my sorrow song
 Got a date to see a ghost
 By the name of Jones
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 Got a date to see a ghost
 By the name of Jones
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 Makes me feel happy to hear him rattle his bones
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 He's one man
 I always know just where to find
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 He's one man
 I always know just where to find
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 When you want true lovin', go and get the cemetary kind
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 He ain't no fine dresser
 He don't wear nothin' but a sack
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 Yeah, he ain't no fine dresser
 He don't wear nothin' but a sack
 
 Everytime he kisses me, that funny feeling creeps up my back