Grateful Dead One Kind Favor
There is one kind favor I ask of you One kind favor I ask of you One kind favor I ask of you That you see that my grave is kept clean
If you ever hear a church bell toll (note 1) If you ever hear a church bell toll If you ever hear a church bell toll You may know by that I'm dead and gone
Well six white horses in a line There's six white horses in a line Six white horses in a line Taking me to that burying ground
Now dig my grave with a silver spade Now dig my grave with a silver spade Dig my grave with a silver spade And lay me down with a golden [shovel?] (note 2)
There is one kind favor I ask of you One kind favor I ask of you One kind favor I ask of you That you see that my grave is kept clean
