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CI knew no vices and FI knew no Amsin FI knew the words but they Bbdidn't sink Cin CStayed out of those tunnels that Fpull people Amdown FThere's more of those tunnels in Bbyour home Ctown CFell far from grace, so Ffar I couldn't Amsee FAnd oh, underground, I wasn't Bbthat far from the Ctree
BbWe're all digging if you Cwanna know CFixing digging far too slow Am F Far too Cslow
We dug for money, we shovelled four tons And the end wasn't funny, though we'd all had fun Limping and broken, the tunnel fell in I've been limping from tunnels since my original sin Birthright's a trouble, my father dug too He got where he was going at the age of 62 We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slow A new pair of boots and a chisel in your name Says we could be in the same hole attracting the same blame If I knew the way to the ornamental tree I would tell you, we'd be jailbirds, I'd be winking twice for free Don't call on your brother, odds are he's here and all Being gentle with the people who were knock-kneed from the fall We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slow We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slow