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Versuri Please mr. gravedigger
There's a little churchyard just along the way
It used to be Lambeth's finest array
Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all
that jazz
Til the war come along and someone dropped a bomb
on the lot
And in this little yard, there's a little old
man
With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
He seems to spend all his days puffing fags and
digging graves
He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all
alone in his home
"Ah-choo, excuse me"
Please Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you dig little holes for the dead and the
maimed
Please Mr. Gravedigger, I couldn't care
If you found a golden locket full of some girl's
hair
And you put it in your pocket
"God, it's pouring down"
Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental
joy
She thinks it's down below with the rest of her
toys
And Ma wouldn't understand, so I won't tell
So keep your golden locket all safely hid away in
your pocket
Yes, Mr. GD, you see me every day
Standing in the same spot by a certain grave
Mary-Ann was only 10 and full of life and oh so
gay
And I was the wicked man who took her life away
Very selfish, oh God
No, Mr. GD, you won't tell
And just to make sure that you keep it to
yourself
I've started digging holes myself
And this one here's for you
"Lifted our girl, she apparently doesn't know of
it
Hello misses, thought she'd be a little girl
Bloody obscene, catch pneumonia or something in
this rain"
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