We old ones have seen two wars   We old ones have seen two wars      When you're sick and afraid   And there's danger around   Take a pick and a spade   And cut into the ground   (Cut into the ground)      Away from the light   Away from the sound   Make a trap for the beast   Dig his burial mound   (Dig his burial mound)      Dig for your life   Dig to the death   Dig for salvation   Till your very last breath      Dig for protection   Dig for release   Dig for resurrection   And dig it for peace      We old ones have seen two wars      When you dream of a laser   That sears your soul   Slices like a razor   And Burns like a coal   (And burns like a coal)      You can bet you'll forget   When the rock starts to roll   And the last meets the least   By the watering hole   (By the watering hole)      Dig it down deep   Dig it out wide   Dig it for pleasure   Dig it for pride      Dig it for treasure   Dig it for stones   Dig it for the metal   And dig for the bones      Dig it down   Dig it down   Dig it down      Dig it down deep   Dig it out wide   Dig it for pleasure   Dig it for pride      Dig it for treasure   Dig it for stones   Dig it for the metal   And dig for the bones   Dig it      We old ones have seen two wars   We old ones have seen two wars      Dig it down deep   Dig it out wide   Dig it for pleasure   Dig it for pride      Dig it for treasure   Dig it for stones   Dig it for the metal   And dig for the bones      Dig for your life   Dig to the death   Dig for salvation   Till your very last breath      Dig for protection   Dig for release   Dig for resurrection   And dig for peace      We old ones have seen two wars