Gravedigger I
Gravedigger's Redemption: A Tale of Love, Loss, and Retribution
Lyrics
Well I've been digging these graves since the age of thirteen
Started digging graves at the age of thirteen.
You know I've seen a few things, not enough to make me ever lose sleep
Has witnessed significant events but remains unaffected.
'Cause mangled bodies filled with bullet holes and broken bones are nothing to fear
Mangled bodies are not frightening; the living caused the harm.
After all it was the living ones that put them in here
The living are responsible for the graves, not the dead.
Took my lady out to get a few beers in the year of '05
Took his lady for beers in 2005.
It was kind of loud, but the crowd began to thin out by around about nine
Loud night, crowd thinned by 9 pm.
I met a man named Ricky, more he drank the more his arrogance grew
Met Ricky, whose arrogance increased with alcohol.
With just the three of us left, he went to smoke a cigarette around two
Ricky left to smoke, leaving three people.
Well Ricky came back in to show us something that he found by his car
Ricky found something near his car.
He never handled a gun, but it was fun to wave around in the bar
Ricky waved an unfamiliar gun in the bar.
And then a flash and a crash and my baby's calling out my name
Accidental gunshot; baby calls out the narrator's name.
He didn't mean to pull the trigger, but I figure it was over the same
Ricky unintentionally pulled the trigger; narrator assumes it's over.
So Ricky dropped the gun and started running straight for the back door
Ricky drops the gun, flees to the back door.
And the bartender nodded as he swore that he ain't seen me before
Bartender claims not to recognize the narrator.
So I grabbed it and went after him, the bastard burned some holes in my shoes
Narrator grabs the gun, pursues Ricky despite damage to shoes.
But when we came up to the river, there was nowhere else for him to run to
Ricky has nowhere to run near the river.
He started beggin' and a-cryin', didn't mean for anybody to die
Ricky pleads; unintended deaths, but it won't bring back the narrator's baby.
But all his bitchin' and a-whinin' wasn't gonna bring my baby to life
Narrator won't be swayed by Ricky's remorse.
So I raised the nine, and as I did my vision started to blur
Narrator raises the gun; vision blurs.
And when I came back to, the only thing that I could see was her
After regaining consciousness, sees only the deceased baby.
Well I can see her sometimes when I'm digging in the dead of the night
While digging, the narrator sees the baby and hears her plea.
Just screaming to me, baby please don't let me die
Baby's plea not to let her die echoes in the narrator's mind.
And Ricky's been missing for some time, but they can't find a damn thing
Ricky has been missing, but no evidence can be found.
He's got a head full of lead and he's buried six feet under my feet
Ricky is buried six feet under, with a head full of lead.
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