| When I was nine years old
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| Way back in Ohio
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| The hired man was digging up a well
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| On my father’s land
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| He found a fossil there
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| It was a massive bone
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| And since then I’ve known
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| That a race of giants lived in the northern hemisphere
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| Ten thousand years ago they lived right here
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| It seems incredible
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| But yet it’s the truth
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| That a fossilized and petrified
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| Calcified primeval brute
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| Was turned to stone
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| But he was not alone
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| There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward river
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| Even giants think they’ll always live forever
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| Ya da da de
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| Ya da da da da de
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| Ya da da de
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| Ya da da da da de
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| Ya da da de
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| Ya da da da da de
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| Where a stream once flowed
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| Into the Ohio
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| Everything was turned to stone
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| Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The bible speaks of this
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| There were giants in our midst
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| But they slaughtered one another in a meaningless war
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| Thank your lucky stars that we don’t do that anymore
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| That gravel-encrusted skull
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| That was found on a river shoal
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| Double rows of very sharp teeth
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| The massive jaw measured twenty-five feet
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| Well it’s turned to stone
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| There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward river
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| Even giants think they’ll always live forever
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| Hey-hey-ay-e-ah
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| Oh-hey-e-ay-e-aye
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| Ah-ay-e-ay-ah-oh-a-oh
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| Hey-hey-ay-e-ah
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| Oh-hey-e-ay-e-aye
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| Ah-ay-e-ay-ah-oh-a-oh
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| The bible speaks of this
|
| There were giants in our midst
|
| But they slaughtered one another in a meaningless war
|
| Thank your lucky stars that we don’t do that anymore
|
| That gravel-encrusted skull
|
| That was found on a river shoal
|
| Double rows of very sharp teeth
|
| The massive jaw measured twenty-five feet
|
| Well it’s turned to stone
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| There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward the river
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| Even giants think they’ll always live forever |