Lyrics

Grave Dancer
Words and Music by Henry E. Harris III
Unpublished work, © September, 2004

See the widow, kneeling by the grave
Through the mist and the rain
A faint smile of satisfaction lingers? just a trace
Beneath that black veil of lace
Tell me preacher, if you can
Do you think that woman killed a man?

Chorus:
Sometimes it?s better to shoot, shovel and shut up
May the remains of the dead never be dug up (no, no)
Grave dancer, this is your last chance
I?ll play a melancholy tune? so you can dance

In the courtroom, the judge brings down the gavel
The lawyers argue and scramble
Like silent soldiers all sitting in a row
Makes you wonder just how much they really know
?Tell me sister ? tell me true??
And then she lied, right on cue

Chorus:
Sometimes it?s better to shoot, shovel and shut up
May the remains of the dead never be dug up (no, no)
Grave dancer, this is your last chance
I?ll play a melancholy tune? so you can dance

(Solo)

The papers and the tabloids all said he had it coming
All those women he?d been running
And in the great house, behind locked gates
She draws a bath, pulls down the shades
Let the wine and the lovers flow
She smiles a secret smile,
Only the guilty ? and the free could know

Chorus:
Sometimes it?s better to shoot, shovel and shut up
May the remains of the dead never be dug up (no, no)
Grave dancer, this is your last chance
I?ll play a melancholy tune? so you can dance