William Elliott Whitmore - Diggin' My Grave lyrics

I'm diggin' my grave I'm diggin' my grave My road to hell is surely paved With all the love that I never gave I'm diggin' my grave Oh lord I'm diggin' my grave And the hole is made With a pick and a spade And all the debts never repaid Oh how I wish that I could have stayed But the hole is made Oh lord the hole is made And the hole is shallow where I must lay The hole is shallow But that's okay Cause I'll have peace on my final day Down in this shallow hole where I must lay Well this July ground is mighty hard This July ground is mighty hard My back is broken My hands are scared This July ground is mighty hard Well lord I wish that I hadn't sinned Oh oh I wish I hadn't sinned That I could be with you again Oh oh I wish Oh I wish I hadn't sinned And the hole is shallow where I must lay And the hole is shallow but that's okay Cause I'll have peace on my final day Down in this shallow hole where I must lay 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 I'm diggin' my grave Well, I'm diggin' my grave My road to hell is surely paved With all the love that I never gave I'm diggin' my grave Oh lord I'm diggin' my grave