OLD FARMERS We old ones, have seen two wars We old ones, have seen two wars FATHER 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 to the death Dig for salvation Till your very last breath Dig for protection Dig for release Dig for resurrection Dig for peace OLD FARMERS We old ones, have seen two wars FATHER When you dream of a laser That sears your soul Slices like a razor Burns like cool 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 pleasure Dig it for pride Dig it for treasure Dig it for stones Dig it for the metal And dig it for the bones (Dig it ) 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 it for the bones (Dig) ( solo) OLD FARMERS 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 it 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 Dig for peace We old ones, have seen two wars