C F
If they kill me, they kill me
C Am
And if I die, I die
C G
But God has dug for me a grave
F Am
Beyond the western sky
C F
It's a hole that he made in the earth
C G
Six feet long and six feet deep
C F
And there wrapped up in my own true name
C G Am
I'll lay me down and sleep, and sleep
I was born with a shaking
Deep in my marrowbones
And late in the night I hear them rattle
As I lie alone
And who knows if the path that we're walking
Is set on level ground?
When the debtors come to call I'll lay
My lonesome body down
No point in fighting a feeling
The oceans too will dry
I saw you by the cabin walls
Covering both your eyes
If a boat will make the trip
All along the rocky shore
I'll go where you could not
To never return no more
Wrote and sang this in around 2020 as we drove and did different work for an electoral campaign we were part of (we won). But, working in Colorado in the height of that summer took a LOT out of us, especially it being 12 hour days a lot of the time (and being told to be grateful for it, anyways we fucking hate electoral politics and the people who run it we have mixed feelings about). So, we started singing "if they kill me they kill me" as we drove and did phone calls etc, a fatalistic way to keep working even while feeling scared. We had just started E before the campaign also, so a lot of our feelings had not yet solidified.
This is all to say, don't do what we did it's such a fucking bad idea, just go live your life and do some anarchist activism, electoral politics will eat your soul alive.