Granny's 12 Gauge, Copyright
2000.
His name was Otis he was kind'a dumb
He'd work all day out in the burnin' sun
We did just what the mine foreman said
Sometimes we buried things that were dead
Steamshovel, bury her
Steamshovel, bury her
Down where her soul will sleep
Down where her soul will sleep
She once was pretty and she once was blond
We found her floatin' in the strip-mine pond
The foreman laughed and said, "There's nothin' to do
'Cept bury her and her boyfriend too."
Steamshovel, bury her
Steamshovel, bury her
Down where her soul will sleep
Down where her soul will sleep
Steamshovel
Steamshovel