Mark S. Berry - Cemetery lyrics

I got a gal who lives on the wrong side of town I know what I like and man you know I sure know how It's the other side, another place I like it here, no accounting for taste I can't think of nothing when I'm with her But the wind and the rain and the cemetery dirt Went down to the cemetery looking for love Got there and my baby was buried, I had to dig her up 18,000 miles across nowhere land I'm scratching and I'm spitting, there ain't nobody listening And things are kind of getting out of hand There's only one point that I'd like to make These kinds of things deteriorate It's the gospel truth man And she's embalmed in love juice