Текст песни One Kind Favor - Canned Heat
Tatman
Just
one
kind
favor
I
ask
of
you
One
kind
favor
I
ask
of
you
One
kind
favor,
I
ask
of
you
To
see
that
my
grave
is
kept
clean
If
you
ever
hear
a
church
bell
toll
If
you
ever
hear
a
church
bell
toll
If
you
ever
hear,
a
church
bell
toll
You'll
know
by
that
I'm
dead
and
gone
Dig
my
grave
with
a
silver
spade
Dig
my
grave
with
a
silver
spade
Dig
my
grave,
with
a
silver
spade
Mark
the
place
where
I
would
lay
Just
one
kind
favor
I
ask
of
you
One
kind
favor
I
ask
of
you
One
kind
favor,
I
ask
of
you
See
that
my
grave
is
kept
clean
See
that
my
grave
is
kept
clean
See
my
grave
is
kept
clean
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