text: Down by the riverbank in the old bayou
  I am digging a grave into mud just for you
  And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo
  The hardest rains always come from Tupelo
  Blinded by the moonshine from Mexico
  Im singing blues waiting for the death row
  And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo
  Another dead baby born in Tupelo
  Do you believe in God
  Do you believe in Jesus Christ
  Have mercy on me Lord
  I must have been blind
  Go a beast inside that I sometimes just cant hide
  When the wolfbane blooms and the shadows come alive
  Death will be my bride
  Down by the riverbank in the old bayou
  I am digging a grave into mud just for you
  And the hardest rains always come from Tupelo
  The hardest rains always come from Tupelo
  Do you believe in God
  Do you believe in Jesus Christ
  Have mercy on me Lord
  I must have been blind
  Go a beast inside that I sometimes just cant hide
  When the wolfbane blooms and the shadows come alive
  Death will be my bride