Pickaxe and a Shovel

Well old man Swinson had an old silver mine
Some say it drew him out of his mind
He dug to deep and he sank to low
You'll never find salvation at the bottom of a hole

He spent his golden years
Trapped inside his own mine
You won't believe your ears
But now it's mine

The gold was lost
And the silver ran out
A pickaxe and a shovel
Just standing about

Nothing but sand
And black lumps of coal
Just dig a little deeper
And reach a new goal

Diamond. Mine!
Diamond. Mine!
Diamond. Mine!
Diamond. Mine!
Mine, mine, mine
Mine, mine, mine
Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!

Diamonds are eternal
And so is your soul
I'll trade yours in
As I dig my own hole

Diamond. Mine!
Diamond. Mine!
Diamond. Mine!
Diamond. Mine!
Mine, mine, mine
Mine, mine, mine
Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!

I will spend my years
Safe inside my own mine
The sum of all my fears
I'm out of time



Credits
Writer(s): Joensson Jonas Karl, Sahlin Nils Olov Andreas, Lundberg Henrik Karl, Medelheim Thomas Emanuel
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