Michael Alø - Diggin' Graves Lyrics

Down by the river where the willow trees weep
There's a man diggin' graves, six feet deep
A shadow in the night with a blood-stained spade
He's burying secrets in the holes he's made

They say he lost his mind when his love ran dry
Now he's chasing ghosts under a blood-red sky
A shovel in his hand and a song on his breath
He's makin' friends with the cold, dark death

Diggin' graves by the light of the moon
Whistlin' a tune as the midnight looms
Layin' down the dead with a heart so cold
The devil's got his soul, and it's bought and sold

His eyes are hollow, like the holes in the ground
A madman's laugh is the only sound
They say his sins are buried deep in the clay
But the ghosts come out at the end of the day

He whispers to the shadows, tells 'em tales of woe
Of a love gone wrong and a debt he owes
The wind howls back like it knows his name
But it's too damn late, and he feels no shame

Diggin' graves by the light of the moon
Whistlin' a tune as the midnight looms
Layin' down the dead with a heart so cold
The devil's got his soul, and it's bought and sold

Diggin' graves by the light of the moon
Whistlin' a tune as the midnight looms
Layin' down the dead with a heart so cold
The devil's got his soul, and it's bought and sold

His eyes are hollow, like the holes in the ground
A madman's laugh is the only sound
They say his sins are buried deep in the clay
But the ghosts come out at the end of the day

He whispers to the shadows, tells 'em tales of woe
Of a love gone wrong and a debt he owes
The wind howls back like it knows his name
But it's too damn late, and he feels no shame

One night the reaper came, dressed in black
Said, "You've dug your last, now it's time to pack."
But the man just grinned, with dirt in his veins
Said, "I'll dig my own grave, I don't need no chains."

Diggin' graves till the morning light
The man's still workin' in the dead of night
Whistlin' tunes with a wicked grin
He'll dig his own grave when it's time for him