Lyrics

Sister, quit your diggin' them holes Sister, quit your diggin' them holes You keep working that shovel And you're bound to meet the devil I met a gal, she had a little demon Hey, I met a gal, she had a little demon She buried that demon in the desert dirt But she couldn't kick the feeling The only thing that you'll find down there Is a bed made up for your bones If you say you can't stop, then you never will Sister, quit your diggin' them, quit diggin' them Quit diggin' them holes If she can't get out of this place, there's gonna be trouble If she can't get out of this place, there's gonna be trouble She'll never find what she's digging for Unless she never has to dig no more The only thing that you'll find down there Is a bed made up for your bones If you say you can't stop, then you never will Sister, quit your diggin' them, quit diggin' them Quit diggin' them holes Sister, quit your diggin' them holes Sister, quit your diggin' them holes You keep working that shovel And you're bound to meet the devil
Writer(s): Jay Brunswick, John Pierce, Tommy Cecil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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