Canned Heat - One Kind Of Flavour Lyrics

Oh well there's one kind of favour
I'll ask of you
Well there's one kind of favour
I'll ask of you
Well there's one kind of favour
I'll ask of you
Please see that my grave is get clue
Oh Well there two white horses
In a line
There's two white horses
In a line
Well there's two white horses
Yeah, In a line
Gonna take me down to the burial ground
Did you ever hear
The coffin's sound?
Did you ever hear
The coffin's sound?
Did you ever hear
Lord, the coffin's sound?
Didn't you know that the poor boys here got around
You can dig my grave
With a silver spade
You can dig my grave
With a silver spade
You can dig my grave
With a silver spade
You may leave me down with a golden chain
Did you ever hear
The churchbell told?
Did you ever hear
The churchbell told?
Did you ever hear
Lord, the churchbell told?
Didn't you know that the poor boy's gettin' gone
It's a long, long lane
Ain't got no end
It's a long, long lane
Ain't got no end
Yeah, it's a long, long lane
Lord it got no end
It's a bad way, and the bad don't never change
I said it don't never change
I don't never change
I said I don't never change
I said I don't never change
I said I don't never change