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There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
See that my grave is kept clean
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Leaving down the golden chain
Every link in my Jesus name
Every link in my Jesus name
Every link in my Jesus name
Leaving down the golden chain
Ever hear that church bell tone
Ever hear that church bell tone
Ever hear that church bell tone
I'm a poor boy, and all be no more
When I'm dead don't grieve for me
When I'm dead don't grieve for me
When I'm dead don't grieve for me
While I'm lying here dead
Come right here and put flowers on my grave
Come right here and put flowers on my grave
Come right here and put flowers on my grave
I'll be living with the safe-going knees
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
See that my grave is kept clean