Pete Townshend - Dig Lyrics
OLD FARMERSWe old ones, have seen two warsFATHERWhen you're sick and afraidAnd there's danger aroundTake a pick and a spadeAnd cut into the groundAway from the lightAway from the soundMake a trap for the beastDig his burial moundDig for your lifeDig to the deathDig for salvationTill your very last breathDig for protectionDig for releaseDig for resurrectionDig for peaceOLD FARMERSWe old ones, have seen two warsFATHERWhen you dream of a laserThat sears your soulSlices like a razorBurns like coolYou can bet you'll forgetWhen the rocks start to rollAnd the last meets the leastBy the watering holeDig it down deepDig it out wideDig it for pleasureDig it for prideDig it for treasureDig it for stonesDig it for the metalAnd dig it for the bonesOLD FARMERSWe old ones, have seen two wars