Bob Dylan

See That My Grave Is Kept Clean


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Well, there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you,
Well, there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you,
There's just one kind of favor I'll ask of you,
You can see that my grave is kept clean.

And there's two white horses following me,
And there's two white horses following me,
I got two white horses following me,
Waiting on my burying ground.

Did you ever hear that coffin sound,
Have you ever heard that coffin sound,
Did you ever hear that coffin sound,
Means another poor boy is under ground.

Did you ever hear them church bells toll,
Did you ever hear them church bells toll,
Did you ever hear them church bells toll,
Means another poor boy is dead and gone.

Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold,
Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold,
Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold,
Now I believe what the Bible told.

There's just one last favor I'll ask of you,
And there's one last favor I'll ask of you,
There's just one last favor I'll ask of you,
See that my grave is kept clean.


Writer/s: Blind Lemon Jefferson