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:52:01
¶ Na-na na-na ¶
:52:03
¶ Oh ¶
:52:04
¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh, dig it ¶
:52:06
¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh ¶
:52:08
¶ Oh ¶
:52:09
¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh, dig it ¶
:52:12
¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh ¶
:52:14
¶ Wake up in the morning
before the sun ¶

:52:17
¶ Keep digging that hole
till the day is done ¶

:52:19
¶ Wake up in the morning
before the sun ¶

:52:22
¶ Keep digging that hole
till the day is done ¶

:52:25
- ¶ You got to go ¶
- ¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh, dig it ¶

:52:27
- ¶ And dig those holes ¶
- ¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh ¶

:52:30
- ¶ You got to go ¶
- ¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh, dig it ¶

:52:32
- ¶ And dig those holes ¶
- ¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh ¶

:52:36
¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh, dig it ¶
:52:38
¶ Dig it, oh-oh-oh ¶
:52:59
¶ The old man's been stealing ¶
:53:03
¶ She's holding a grievance
for a hundred-odd years ¶

:53:08
¶ We all keep believing ¶
:53:12
¶ That history repeats itself
year after year ¶

:53:17
¶ All I fear
is that the future is worse ¶

:53:21
¶ We have to give in
to a hundred-year curse ¶

:53:26
¶ Sweat in the sun
like we're digging a grave ¶

:53:30
¶ Dig deep enough
and our fortune we'll save ¶

:53:35
¶ "If only, if only,"
the woodpecker sighs ¶

:53:39
¶ "The bark on the trees
was as soft as the skies" ¶

:53:44
¶ As the wolf waits below
hungry and lonely ¶

:53:48
¶ He cries to the moon,
"If only, if only" ¶

:53:53
¶ Chasing the skirt
of a beautiful wife ¶

:53:57
¶ You'll make mistakes
and it's my back that breaks ¶


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