Alex McMurray

lots of people talking about the bones they’re digging

digging up the big man’s yard

while everybody else is hanging from the rigging

they don’t wanna work so hard

talk about the time when they we’re flush

with everything they stole

now everybody need a place to hide somewhere

it’s high time we’re digging us a hole

we’re digging us a hole

digging us a deep dark deep dark hole

digging us a hole

we’re digging us a hole

digging us a deep dark deep dark hole

now some folks talking ‘bout they do so well

still they’re only digging up a hole

talk about the time in Bay St. Louis

me and old JD

six to six for six bucks an hour

giving it away for free

like it was meant to be

i said “JD won’t you hand me down a bucket?”

he just stood and shrugged

told me the sun ain’t never gonna rise

’til this hole gets dug

digging us a hole

digging us a deep dark deep dark hole

digging us a hole

digging us a hole

digging us a deep dark deep dark hole

tell me the sun ain’t never gonna rise

still we’re digging us a hole

looking at the holes up and down my street

everywhere you see

i think about ‘em like they was my old friends

and they’ve always been there for me

but one of there days well that’ll be the day

somebody’s gonna give a damn

i hope to hell that ain’t never gonna happen ‘cause i wouldn’t know who i am

digging up a hole

digging up a deep dark deep dark hole

digging up a hole

digging up a hole

digging up a deep dark deep dark hole

pretty good times up & down my street

still everybody got a hole