Dust to Dust歌词

作词 : Kirkpatrick John Michael
作曲 : Kirkpatrick John Michael
Digging graves is my delight
Digging graves for you to lie in
Digging graves from morn' till night
I earns me living from the dying
Digging graves the whole day long
And as I dig I sing this song
To anybody that comes along
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
And thus I sing my song
Rich and poor all come the same
I’ll bury you all there's none has favour
Don't spend your time in seeking gain
No gold from death will ever save you
Mighty men with wealth and riches
Beggars too in rags and stitches
All end up in the wooden britches
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
And so my song goes on
Some we bury with foul diseases
Some will die still young and pretty
Death will take just who it pleases
For in death there is no pity
Mangled men with sightless eyes
Babes in arms and maids like wives
Fit or foolish, weak or wise
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
And thus my song goes on
You might be dancing in the street
You might be gay, you might be grieving
You might be singing a song so sweet
But you'll not cheat death, there's no deceiving
In the street or in the hall
Whether you skip or whether you crawl
Death could come any time at all
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
And so I sing my song
Death come early, death come late
It takes us all, there is no reason
For every purpose under heaven
To each a time, to each a season
A time to love and a time to cry
A time to laugh and a time to sigh
A time to be born and a time to die
Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
And thus I end my song编辑于2024/02/01更新