Gave Me a Shovel

(sample)
Yes it's fun to imagine things like this
And it's fun to dig in the sand most anywhere
Sally isn't digging for treasure now
Perhaps she's thinking about a little poem she knows
"When I was down beside the sea..."
(D)
They gave me a shovel, I'll be on my way
They gave me a shovel, I'll be on my way
They gave me a shovel, I'll be on my way
(N)
Finding out what mama meant
Reached the bottom of the hole now
Hold down shovel head, hold down shovel head
And everything that could've been, could've been what fell
You dig that well boy you dig that well boy you dig that well
They gave me a shovel and I'll be on my way
(D)
It had to be happening
Soft hands gone calloused into the ground like amaryllis roots
So few and far between
The rain is seen descending to earth from outer space
Could not see the mother, she needs the water
Could've sensed it before my eyes could see the bigger picture
The ears trying to relate
To the "hear no evil, speak no evil" mouth mutate
Sparking intention to heed the listener
Could a tenth of the rope wrapped around
An ancient shovel handle escape a prisoner?
Would a well for the village provide an escape to the villager?
Some individuals have an unwillingness to dig
And thus their wells stay shallow
(N)
Hush little baby don't you wallow
You're a long way from the grave
They gave me a shovel and I'll be on
I'll be on my way
(D)
They gave me a shovel, I'll be on my way
They gave me a shovel, I'll be on my way
They gave me a shovel, I'll be on my way
(sample)
Yes it's fun to imagine things like this
And it's fun to dig in the sand most anywhere
Sally isn't digging for treasure now
Perhaps she's thinking about a little poem she knows
"When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore
My holes were empty like a cup
In every hole, the sea came up
Til it could come no more"