Just One Kind Favor

I'm not sure if there was ever a moment where I decided, but there is one sure thing about the day I day. I want a Jazz Funeral like they do in New Orleans. There is something so indescribably beautiful and moving and sad about a jazz funeral. That's what I want, my one kind favor.

Just one kind favor I ask of you
One kind favor I ask of you
One kind favor, I ask of you
To see that my grave is kept clean

If you ever hear a church bell toll
If you ever hear a church bell toll
If you ever hear, a church bell toll
You'll know by that I'm dead and gone

Dig my grave with a silver spade
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Dig my grave, with a silver spade

Mark the place where I would lay

Just one kind favor I ask of you
One kind favor I ask of you
One kind favor, I ask of you
See that my grave is kept clean

See that my grave is kept clean
See my grave is kept clean

-Blind Lemon Jefferson