The Night They Buried Me

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The Night they buried Me

Was a cold and pitiful day

I watched them dig and till

Until the sun erased away

They took what was my tomb

And threw me less than gently

Into that foreboding hole

And the grave that did await me

I would have laughed in their face

Had I not been deceased

The degrading way they handled me

Was a crime to amuse the police

The funeral was a pathetic sight

Not a soul did attend the service

Those cowardly galls of greed

They will all be punished for this

My sullen sorrowful soul of sadness

Wept in the putrid decay

The Night they buried Me

Was a tragic excuse for a day

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