Brad Preston

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Cyrus Jones, 1810–1913,
Made his great-grandchildren believe
You could live to a hundred and three.
A hundred and three is forever when you're just a little kid,
So Cyrus Jones lived forever.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

Muriel Stonewall, 1903–1954:
She lost both of her babies in the Second Great War.
Now, you should never have to watch
As your only children are lowered in the ground;
I mean, never have to bury your own babies.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

Ring around the rosey,
Pocket full of posey,
Ashes to ashes,
We all fall down.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

Little Mikey Carson, '67–'75:
He rode his bike like the devil until the day he died.
When he grows up he wants to be
Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapeze,
Oh, 1940–1992.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

—Lyrics from the song "Gravedigger" (2003), written by David J. Matthews.

Cyrus Jones, 1810–1913,
Made his great-grandchildren believe
You could live to a hundred and three.
A hundred and three is forever when you're just a little kid,
So Cyrus Jones lived forever.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

Muriel Stonewall, 1903–1954:
She lost both of her babies in the Second Great War.
Now, you should never have to watch
As your only children are lowered in the ground;
I mean, never have to bury your own babies.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

Ring around the rosey,
Pocket full of posey,
Ashes to ashes,
We all fall down.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

Little Mikey Carson, '67–'75:
He rode his bike like the devil until the day he died.
When he grows up he wants to be
Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapeze,
Oh, 1940–1992.

Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave,
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain?
Gravedigger.

—Lyrics from the song "Gravedigger" (2003), written by David J. Matthews.

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