文本歌词

Dig dig gravedigger
Dig gravedigger dig
Work that shovel with vigor gravedigger
Before rigor mortis sets in dig
Dig dig gravedigger
Dig gravedigger dig
That big old hole just keeps gettin' bigger
So dig gravedigger dig
He don't mind the cadavers he don't mind human remains
He got no problem sleepin' at night ain't nothin' a little whiskey won't tame
I asked about ghosts and spirits I asked him if he ever got spooked
I asked him if he ever gets haunted by souls but he reckons that he buries them too
Nah he ain't bothered by corpses hell he'll plant stiffs all day
See he's on a some kinda piecework deal he gets paid by the grave
He could be makin' more money he could be out workin' the rigs
But he says he don't really like no company he says he'd rather just dig
Gravedigger he got secrets he told me as he lit up a cig
He says you gotta watch you don't badger the hole when you're cutting through the roots and the twigs
He'll work right through in the darkness then he'll stop and he'll take him a swig
Drive by the right time of the night you might find him in the moonlight doin' a jig