There is this old woman She lives down the road You can often find her Kneeling inside of her hole And i often ask her "Are you looking for the mother lode?" Huh? No No my child, this is not my desire And then she said I'm digging for fire [4x] There is this old man Who spent so much of his life sleeping That he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years He resides On a beach In a town Where i am going to live And i often ask him "Are you looking for the mother lode?" Huh? No No my child, this is not my desire And then he said I'm digging for fire [4x]
