Richard Linda Thompson - Mole In A Hole lyrics

Like the woodlands and the trees

I like the Byrds on their LP's

And I'm a refugee

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I wanna be a mole in a hole, digging low and slow

I wanna be a fly flying high in the sky

I wanna be a mole in a hole, digging low and slow

I wanna be a fly flying high in the sky

I had a friend who had a friend in Jesus

He used to read the good book every day

But my friend got so friendly with friend Jesus

Friend Jesus took my only friend away

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Well, my feet are smelly and hair's a mess

My teeth are yellow and I've got bad breath

I may look great but I feel like death

And I'm a refugee

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My friend he was as wise as Mister Wise Owl

He could count from one to ten, from A to Z

My friend he was so wise he got religion

That's why I'm alive today and he is dead

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