Digging a hole in the ground

My grandfather once farmed this land
My grandfather once farmed this land
With a horse and a mule long before fossil fuel
My grandfather once farmed this land

And I'm digging a hole in the ground
I'm digging a hole in the ground
And I'm selling off all of this gravel I've found
I'm digging a hole in the ground

My father failed farming this land
My father failed farming this land
Cause the rocks and the stones bent the tools that he owns
My father failed farming this land

Eventually we all go
Dig another hole with a John Deer back hoe
Eventually we're all found
Names carved in stone bones buried in the ground

I got me one rusty old truck
I got me one rusty old truck
With a whole lot of work and a whole lot of luck
I'll be digging a hole in the ground

Words and music by Brodie Lodge
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