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Johnny Winter

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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

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