Capo 3 


verse 1 

Am 
I have worn a path from the liquor store 
G                                  Am 
through the woods and down to your grave 

Nobody but me goes down there no more 
           G                             Am 
They never loved you like I loved you anyway 
  G                                   Am 
I keep the weeds from growing on your stone 
          F                                 E 
while you lie there in the cold and keep me company 
  Am                               F 
I don't have much to do, since the day they buried you 
      G                                  Am 
spend all my night just drinking at your grave 


verse 2 

Am 
They never found your killer and they never will 
   G                                     Am 
no stone to mark the grave where he does lay 

No epitaph for him to be remembered by 
    G                              Am 
now no one but the Devil knows his name 
  G                                   Am 
I come here in the nighttime and I'll sing to you 
     F                                E 
I'll promise that my love shall never die 
    Am                                    F 
Sometimes I pass out drunk and sleep here next to you 
  G                                    Am 
I spend my nighttimes mourning at your grave 


verse 3 

Am 
Now people think I'm crazy and perhaps I am 
     G                                   Am 
When I walk through the town, they look away 

Some of them still think I am a guilty man 
          G                                    Am 
I was the last one that was seen with you that day 
    G                                  Am 
But I was passed out on the couch from drinkin' 
    F                              E 
The note said you were going for a drive 
  Am                              F 
Inside my head I hear that gospel ringin' 
   G                                  Am 
At nights when I'm alone here by your grave 


verse 4 

   Am 
So damn them all to hell, I do not need them 
    G                           Am 
The only thing I need has gone away 

They look at my face and see a demon 
  G                                 Am 
I look into their eyes and they're afraid 
     G                                   Am 
They whisper and they point with waggin' fingers 
    F                                    E 
but I could care less what they think of me 
    Am                           F 
The only thing I care of is what lingers 
    G                               Am 
the memory of our love down at your grave