From A Buick Six

I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid
 But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid
 She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread, yeah
 If I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed
 You know she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much
 She walk like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch
 She keeps my four-ten all loaded with lead, yeah
 Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed
 Yeah!
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 Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
 I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
 She give me everything and more, and just like I said
 Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed
 Alright, get it on now!