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Boys workin on emptyIs that the kinda way to face the burning heat?I just think about my babyI'm so full of love I could barely eatThere's nothing sweeter than my babyI never want once from the cherry treeCause my baby's sweet as can beShe give me toothaches just from kissin meWhen, my, time comes aroundLay me gently in the cold dark earthNo grave can hold my body downI'll crawl home to herThat's when my baby found meI was three days on a drunken sinI woke with her walls around meNothin in her room but an empty cribAnd I was burnin up a feverI didn't care much how long I livedBut I swear I thought I dreamed herShe never asked me once about the wrong I didWhen, my, time comes aroundLay me gently in the cold dark earthNo grave can hold my body downI'll crawl home to herMy baby never fret noneAbout what my hands and my body doneIf the Lord don't forgive meI'd still have my baby and my babe would have meWhen I was kissing on my babyAnd she put her love down soft and sweetIn the lowland plot I was freeHeaven and hell were words to meWhen, my, time comes aroundLay me gently in the cold dark earthNo grave can hold my body downI'll crawl home to her
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