The Decemberists
The Decemberists - Burying Davy lyrics
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Bring out your weeping weeds Put on your ten-pint bowlers Bring out your weeping weeds We're burying Davy We're burying Davy Gather the screws and spades Oil up your mud-brown slicker Gather the screws and spades We're burying Davy We're burying Davy Who planed the old pine bough? Who said his legs aren't crooked? Who planed the old pine bough? For burying Davy For burying Davy His mother wept no tears His brother grew unruly His mother wept no tears At burying Davy At burying Davy Bring out your weeping weeds Put on your ten-pint bowlers Bring out your weeping weeds We're burying Davy We're burying Davy (The Rake Song promo download verse:) Say he fell in with theives Say his wife grew ugly Say he fell in with theives Say burdenful Avy