Style: Upbeat outlaw-folk / Diggy Graves-type Americana
[Verse 1]
When I go down, don’t you wear no black
Pop that cork and never look back
Dig me a hole where the moonlight hits
And crank that fiddle ‘til the groundbone splits
[Pre-Chorus]
Let the whiskey pour, let the fire spin high
Let the crows sing low ‘neath a blood-red sky
[Chorus]
Dance on my grave with them boots on tight
Kick up dirt in the pale moonlight
Laugh so loud it wakes the dead
Spin your skirt, girl, paint it red
If I’m gone, don’t you cry or pray—
Just stomp the devil out, dance on my grave!
[Verse 2]
Carve my stone with a crooked grin
Say “Here lies trouble, raised in sin”
Light up a smoke and a dynamite fuse
Let the preacher know I ain’t got much to lose
[Pre-Chorus]
Play my song in a minor key
With a banjo howl and a hellhound beat
[Chorus]
Dance on my grave with them boots on tight
Kick up dirt in the pale moonlight
Laugh so loud it wakes the dead
Spin your skirt, girl, paint it red
If I’m gone, don’t you cry or pray—
Just stomp the devil out, dance on my grave!
[Bridge – tempo drop, creepy groove]
If you hear my name in the wind at night
Don’t be scared, just dance it right
I’ll be tappin’ bones six feet deep
Keepin’ time while the reapers sleep
[Final Chorus – double time, rowdy]
Dance on my grave, yeah, raise some hell
Let ‘em talk, let ‘em curse, let the church bell yell
Laugh so loud the tombstones shake
Spill that shine, girl, make it quake
If I’m gone, don’t you cry or pray—
Just stomp the devil out, dance on my grave!
[Outro – shout-along]
Stomp!
Clap!
Boots in the clay—
Come raise hell and dance on my grave!
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