Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, 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   Away from the light, away from the sound   Make a trap for the beast, dig his burial mound      Dig for your life, dig it to the death   Dig for salvation till your very last breath   Dig for a protection, dig for release   Dig for resurrection, 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   You can bet you'll forget, when the rocks start to roll   And the last meets the least, by the watering hole      Dig it down deep, dig it out wide   Dig it for a pleasure, dig it for pride   Dig it for a treasure, dig it for stones   Dig it for the metal and dig it for the bones   Dig it      Dig it deep down, deep, deep down   Deep down, down, down, down   Down, down, down, down      Dig it down deep, dig it out wide   Dig it for a pleasure, dig it for pride   Dig it for a treasure, dig it for stones   Dig it for the metal and dig it 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 a pleasure, dig it for pride   Dig it for a treasure, dig it for stones   Dig it for the metal, and dig it for the bones      Dig for your life, dig it to the death   Dig for salvation till your very last breath   Dig for a protection, dig for release   Dig for resurrection, and dig it for a peace      We old ones have seen two wars