The Flying Salvias

Lyrics

Big Dirt Broom K.Enright Salvia/Henry Salvia

We’re digging away,
And we got all day
But we’re takin the short cut
All the way to China
Gotta spoon and a mug
Deepest hole ever dug
Got rocks in our socks
And under our mocs, more rocks

Well I dig the way
I’m feelin today
Gonna get myself up outta this bed
Gotta go make some bread
For sure I will get dressed
My boss will be impressed
But all we do ev’ry day
Is move big rocks out of the way

Then it all crumbles, like iron to rust
All of our troubles tracks in the dust
Cover it over, without a trace
Plant it with clover and Queen Anne’s Lace

Gonna push this rock
Right up to the top
Shove it over the edge,
and watch it bouncin’
Down, down, down, pieces will fly
Makin little rock berries, for little rock pies
It’ll hit the bottom make a Big Dirt Broom
N’sweep our troubles away

Then it all crumbles, like iron to rust
All of our troubles tracks in the dust
Cover it over, without a trace
Plant it with clover and Queen Anne’s Lace

Now I dig the song
The rock birdies are singin’
They roll and rock me to sleep
All the way past mournin’
They got rock for bones
It’s in their chromosomes.
I’m happy here where I lay my head
With my big rock pillow, and my long hard bed

When it all crumbles, like iron to rust
All of our troubles tracks in the dust
Cover it over, without a trace
Plant it with clover and Queen Anne’s Lace
Cover it over, without a trace
Plant it with clover and Queen Anne’s Lace