Mikey Brannon - Hole

I hear the jingle of the chain
The smell of that body driving me insane I climb the mountain with this heavy load
Get ready old man, cause I'm digging a hole
These buzzards swarming round my head try to get to me
But I've been climbing for too long and now I'm almost free
All hoping I would stumble and never reach my goal
I got a shovel in my hand and tonight I'm digging a hole

There's a pickax busting up that clay in this Alabama ground
And where that body's going, Lord, I know it won't be found
All the chains are broken and the weight is on my soul
There's only one thing left to do, gotta dig that hole

All gathered round that night for a cold makeshift grave
Red eyes are glaring cause there was nothing left to say
The last words I ever heard was Jesus save my soul
He was standing right beside me helping dig that hole

There's a pickax busting up that clay in this Alabama ground
And where that body's going, Lord, I know it won't be found
All the chains are broken and the weight is on my soul
There's only one thing left to do, gotta dig that hole
There's only one thing left to do, gotta dig that hole

Written by:
Michael Brannon

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