Graveland

Down by the riverbank in the old bayou

I am digging a grave into mud just for you

And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo

The hardest rains always come from Tupelo

Blinded by the moonshine from Mexico

I'm singing blues waiting for the death row

And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo

Another dead baby born in Tupelo

Do you believe in God

Do you believe in Jesus Christ

Have mercy on me Lord

I must have been blind

Got a beast inside

That I sometimes just can't hide

When the wolfsbane blooms

And the shadows come alive

Death will be my bride