Letras: Yonder Mountain String Band. Old Hands. Not Far Away.

There's a deep dark hole in the mountain
Where the devil sleeps all the time
Guarding his gold from the boys, young and old
From the men who worked the mine
From the men who worked the mine

There's a deep dark hole in the mountain
Where we'd shovel and pick everyday
Stealin' his gold, yeah, the boys, young and old
They're gone but not far away
They're gone but not far away

Oh, devil's dream in the mountain
Haulin' it down to the mill
Day after day, drawin' our pay
From a deep dark hole in the hill
From a deep dark hole in the hill

There's a deep dark hole in the mountain
That last shot was a bum
Let's muck her out, boys, load'er up
And blow her to kingdom come
We'll blow her to kingdom come