Dig A Hole
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Dropkick Murphys
Contact Publisher - TRO-Essex Music Group
Mr. Hitler, Mr. Hitler,
Tell me what are you going to do;
Declared war on Uncle Sammy,
Bit off more than you could chew.
DIG A HOLE, DIG A HOLE IN THE MEADOW,
DIIG A HOLE IN THE COLD, COLD GROUND;
DIG A HOLE, DIG A HOLE IN THE MEADOW,
WE’RE GONNA LAY YOU FASCISTS DOWN.
Once I seen them fascists,
In a little Belgian town;
There was trouble, there was sorrow,
And the bombs were raining down.
DIG A HOLE, DIG A HOLE IN THE MEADOW,
DIIG A HOLE IN THE COLD, COLD GROUND;
DIG A HOLE, DIG A HOLE IN THE MEADOW,
WE’RE GONNA LAY YOU FASCISTS DOWN.
Mr. Hitler talked to Göring,
And here’s what he did say;
I can’t figure out these goddamn snows,
They’re too damn hot for me.
DIG A HOLE, DIG A HOLE IN THE MEADOW,
DIIG A HOLE IN THE COLD, COLD GROUND;
DIG A HOLE, DIG A HOLE IN THE MEADOW,
WE’RE GONNA LAY YOU FASCISTS DOWN.
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