[Verse 1]
I went digging for gold
I went down to the valley
Over by the mountain
Where the prospector had been told
I'm marching through the cold
We're marching through the cold
I went digging for gold
I went down with my brother
A bucket and a shovel
And a book about the color of coal
I'm marching through the cold
We're marching through the cold
[Chorus]
There's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line
Saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?
She said bring me back a ring because I really want one
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
[Verse 2]
I went digging for gold
I went down to the valley
Over by the mountain
Where the prospector had been told
I'm marching through the cold
We're marching through the cold
[Chorus]
There's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line
Saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?
She said bring me back a ring cause I really want one
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun [x2]
Again.. One last time
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun