Dig

We old ones have seen two wars

We old ones have seen two wars



When you're sick and afraid

And there's danger around

Take a pick and a spade

And cut into the ground

(Cut into the ground)



Away from the light

Away from the sound

Make a trap for the beast

Dig his burial mound

(Dig his burial mound)



Dig for your life

Dig to the death

Dig for salvation

Till your very last breath



Dig for protection

Dig for release

Dig for resurrection

And dig it for peace



We old ones have seen two wars



When you dream of a laser

That sears your soul

Slices like a razor

And Burns like a coal

(And burns like a coal)



You can bet you'll forget

When the rock starts to roll

And the last meets the least

By the watering hole

(By the watering hole)



Dig it down deep

Dig it out wide

Dig it for pleasure

Dig it for pride



Dig it for treasure

Dig it for stones

Dig it for the metal

And dig for the bones



Dig it down

Dig it down

Dig it down



Dig it down deep

Dig it out wide

Dig it for pleasure

Dig it for pride



Dig it for treasure

Dig it for stones

Dig it for the metal

And dig for the bones

Dig it



We old ones have seen two wars

We old ones have seen two wars



Dig it down deep

Dig it out wide

Dig it for pleasure

Dig it for pride



Dig it for treasure

Dig it for stones

Dig it for the metal

And dig for the bones



Dig for your life

Dig to the death

Dig for salvation

Till your very last breath



Dig for protection

Dig for release

Dig for resurrection

And dig for peace



We old ones have seen two wars