Well, i ought to be working at coal, man
Neck deep in black long suit
Swinging a peak at that man inside
Halfway to China, I think I would
Feet wright in where the sun don't shine
She's better off alone
Yeah I ought to be working in a coal, man
Lord knows I'm good at digging holes!
Well I aught to be drilling for the black gold
Swimming in a Texas tea
I could make a killing all on my own
Sending my misfortune to the family!
'cause when I hit rock bottom
The deeper down I go
Ohh I ought to be drilling for the black gold
Lord knows I'm good at digging holes!
Well I ought to be working for the railroads
Sweat... and off my back
And I can't take her with me
She's better off without
yeah I ought to be working for the railroads
Lord knows I'm good in leaving town
When it comes to love I ain't got a clue
What this heart of mine is suppose to do
It tears me up inside what I ut her through
Still she won't let go
Well I ought to make my living in a graveyard
Over my head in durt
If i had a shovel I'd bury this heart...
six feet down
I never meant to hurt you
I'm better off a ghost
Ohh I ought to make my living in a graveyard
Lord knows I'm good at digging holes!