G
I went digging for gold
G
I went down to the valley
G
Over by the mountain
G
Where the prospektor had been told
Em C
I'm marching through the cold
G
We're marching through the cold
G
I went digging for gold
G
I went down with my brother
G
B bucket and a shovel
G
and a book about the colour of coal
Em C
I'm marching through the cold
G
We're marching through the cold
Em C G
There's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line
Em C G
Saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?
Em C G
She said bring me back a ring cause I really want one
Em C G
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
G
I went digging for gold
G
I went down to the valley
G
Over by the mountain
G
Where the prospektor had been told
Em C
I'm marching through the cold
G
We're marching through the cold
Em C G
There's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line
Em C G
Saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?
Em C G
She said bring me back a ring cause I really want one
Em C G
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
Em C G
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
Em C G
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun