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Diggin' my Grave

William Elliott Whitmore
Version1
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
Intro & verse
E|--2---------------|-2----------|
B|--3---------------|-3----------|
G|--2---------------|-2----------|Repeat for
D|--0----0--3--0--3-|-0----------|the D parts
A|------------------|------------|
E|------------------|------------|
 Well I’m digging my grave,  I’m digging my grave
 My road to hell is surely paved
 With all the love  that I never gave
 Well I’m digging my grave, I’m  digging my grave
 And the hole is made, with pick and spade
 With all the debts nearly paid
 Oh, how I wish, that I could have stayed
 But the hole is made—Oh, the hole is made
 (walk ,,)
 Oh and, the hole, is shallow where I must lay
 The hole is shallow, but that’s ok
 I’ll have peace on  my final day
 Down in this shallow hole  where I must  lay
 This July ground, is mighty hard,
 This July ground, is mighty hard
 My back is broken, my hands are scarred
 This July ground is mighty hard
 Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
 Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
 So I could be with you again
 Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
 Repeat Break
 Well this Iowa dirt is mighty cold
 This Iowa dirt is mighty cold
 And God will never rest my soul
 Down in this Iowa dirt, so cold
 Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave
 My road to hell is surely paved
 With all the love that I never gave
 Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave

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Readable chord sheet for Diggin' my Grave by William Elliott Whitmore

Intro & verse
E|--2---------------|-2----------|
B|--3---------------|-3----------|
G|--2---------------|-2----------|Repeat for
D|--0----0--3--0--3-|-0----------|the D parts
A|------------------|------------|
E|------------------|------------|

Well I’m digging my grav[D]e, I’m digging my grave
My road to hell is surely pav[A]ed
With all the lov[D]e that I never gave
Well I’m digging my grave, I[A]’m digging my grave [D]

And the hole is made, with pick and spade
With all the debts nearly paid
Oh, how I wish, that I could have stayed
But the hole is made—Oh, the hole is made

(walk [D],[E],[F#])                    [G]                        [D]
Oh and, the hole, is shallow where I must lay
The hole is shallow, but that’s ok                [A]
I’ll have peace [D]on my final day         [G]
Down in this shallow hol[D]e where I [A]must lay                [D]

This July ground, is mighty hard,
This July ground, is mighty hard
My back is broken, my hands are scarred
This July ground is mighty hard

Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned
So I could be with you again
Woah, I wish, I hadn’t sinned

Repeat Break

Well this Iowa dirt is mighty cold
This Iowa dirt is mighty cold
And God will never rest my soul
Down in this Iowa dirt, so cold

Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave
My road to hell is surely paved
With all the love that I never gave
Well I’m digging my grave, I’m digging my grave

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