I got this graveyard woman, you know, she keep me hid

Put his soul for mommy, you know, she keep my kid

She's a junkyard angel and she always give me bread, yeah

If she go down dyin', you know, she bound to put a blanket on my bed

I know

You know, she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much

She walk like Bo Diddley, she don't need no crutch

She keeps my four-ten all loaded with lead, yeah

If I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

Yeah

Well, I need a steam shovel, baby, to keep away the dead

Need a dump truck mama to unload my head

She give me everything and more and just like I said, one more time

Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

Alright, get it on now

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Writer(s): BOB DYLAN