From a Buick Six

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