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I said to my brothers
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look down 'pon my grave
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tell me what you see
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Whether I was a good man
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or my own vice's slave
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now it's all the same
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For I was made from ashes
and I return to the mud
my skin and my blood
Your money and riches
the land that you bought
why it's all for naught
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They can't carry your coffin
and I don't care what you earn
it don't cry or mourn
Now, plant me in the soil
in a fertile grove
and let weed flowers grow