Summer was the season When he took the ride Women were the reason And they say whiskey was the slide Living for the action Till it took him down Crawled into his bottle And let us watch him drown In Skraggy's tomb Yeah Skraggy's tomb Sometimes in the evening Before the moon goes down Before the dark is leaving I could swear Swear I see him Hanging round So I watch the shadows And I stop and think And wade into the shallows And I have another drink From Skraggy's tomb Welcome to He was a loaded man going down Always out there screaming at the moon And every night he'd load another round From Skraggy's tomb There are certain things we can't explain We all have our attraction And then that boy he was insane Skraggy made his life Made his life a crime of passion Talkin' bout Skraggy's tomb Yeah Skraggy's tomb
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