(The song begins with 2 measures of strumming - give the song a listen for the pattern.)

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[Intro]

Am


[Verse 1]

Am                  G              D                  Am
Mark the devil by a stone, and the rock be surely gold

Am                           G    D               Am
So I've come to stake my claim    along Main Avenue

Am                       G        D                     Am
I believe that this here town was built on hollow ground

Am                      G        D                    Am
And down underneath our feet are treasures to be found

Am


[Pre-Chorus]

C         Am          C         Am
I dig for friendship, I dig for love

C         Am                  G                    D
I dig for all the things that I've been dreaming of

[Intro]

Am

[Verse 2]

Am                    G          D                 Am
Every penny that I've earned got me this inch of land

Am                    G        D              Am
Every rock or spec of dirt has my name in the book

Am                       G             D                Am
So I'm armed with little more than the clothes upon my back

Am                      G          D                 Am
If the rocks could only talk they'd tell me where to look

Am


[Pre-Chorus]

C         Am      C         Am
I dig for wisdom, I dig for health
C         Am           G
I dig for all the holy dollars in the bank


[Chorus]

Dm          Am               G                   Am
I'm getting deeper while the world is bought and sold

Dm            Am            G             Am
Still getting deeper always closer to the gold

Dm         Am                G              Am
Just about richer though you find me in the hole

Dm        Am               G             D
To sum it up I'm close but one can never know

[Intro]

Am


[Verse 3]

Am                      G        D              Am
I've been digging for a time and hit no rock of shine

Am                    G         D                   Am
There's talk of me in town from no such friends of mine

Am                G                D              Am
They say I dig my grave, that I'll die without a home

Am                    G         D                 Am
But until it takes my life I'll work down to the bone

Am


[Pre-Chorus]

C         Am       C         Am
I dig for country, I dig for man,

C           Am            G                D
I dig for a silver pistol planted in my hand


[Bridge]

Am
I will strike it solid gold!

G              Am
Bucket tell me where to go

Am
I will srrike it solid gold!

G              Am
Shovel tell me where to go

Am
I will strike it solid gold!

G               Am
Pickaxe tell me where to go

Am
I will strike it solid gold!

G                Am
Wash-pan tell me where to go


[Chorus]

Dm          Am               G                   Am
I'm getting deeper while the world is bought and sold

Dm            Am            G             Am
Still getting deeper always closer to the gold

Dm         Am                G               Am
Just about richer though you find me in the hole

Dm              Am         G                 D
To sum it up I'm close but one can never know


[Outro]

Am