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 load
Huh No. No my child this is not my desire
And then she said, "I`m digging for fire
There is this old man who spent so much of his 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 load
Huh No. No, my child, this is not my desire
And then he said I`m digging for fire
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 load
Huh No. No my child this is not my desire
And then she said, "I`m digging for fire
There is this old man who spent so much of his 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 load
Huh No. No, my child, this is not my desire
And then he said I`m digging for fire