| Well I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| They say it can’t be done, but what do they know
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| Faith’s my shovel, gonna use my hands
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| I’m digging out of this hole any way that I can
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| I did some things, that I shouldn’t have done
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| When I should have stayed put, I was on the run
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| Now I find, there ain’t no place to go
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| So I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| My mind is sharp and my back is strong
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| I’ve done a lot of thinkin' about right and wrong
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| I’ve made amends and I’m paying my toll
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| Its dark and its dirty so far down
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| I had me a good wife, but look around
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| There’s no easy way, there ain’t no trapdoor
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| I just don’t wanna live this way anymore
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| My mind is sharp and my back is strong
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| I’ve done a lot of thinkin' about right and wrong
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| I’ve made amends and I’m paying my toll
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| It might take awhile for the people to see
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| That I’m not the man that I used to be
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| I was mean as a snake; |
| I was blind as a mole
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| But I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| My mind is sharp and my back is strong
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| I’ve done a lot of thinkin' about right and wrong
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| I’ve made amends and I’m paying my toll
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole
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| I’m digging myself out of this hole |