When I was nine years old Way back in Ohio The hired man was digging up a well On my father's land He found a fossil there It was a ma**ive bone And since then I've known That a race of giants lived in the northern hemisphere Ten thousand years ago they lived right here It seems incredible But yet it's the truth That a fossilized and petrified Calcified primeval brute Was turned to stone But he was not alone There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward river Even giants think they'll always live forever Where a stream once flowed Into the Ohio Everything was turned to stone The bible speaks of this There were giants in our midst But they slaughtered one another in a meaningless war Thank your lucky stars that we don't do that anymore That gravel-encrusted skull That was found on a river shoal Double rows of very sharp teeth The ma**ive jaw measured twenty-five feet Well it's turned to stone There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward river Even giants think they'll always live forever The bible speaks of this There were giants in our midst But they slaughtered one another in a meaningless war Thank your lucky stars that we don't do that anymore That gravel-encrusted skull That was found on a river shoal Double rows of very sharp teeth The ma**ive jaw measured twenty-five feet Well it's turned to stone There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward the river Even giants think they'll always live forever