Dig a little hole, and wait for the rain
Dig a little hole, in the prairie and the plain
Dig a little hole in the solid earth,
Honey in the sun and the dogs in the dirt Sugar in the cane
Raise a little sand, and scatter a little dust
With two strong hands, and a gale and a gust
Raise a little sand and awaken the wind,
See what's lying under dust and skin, the rubble and the rust
Make a little sound, of a one handed drum
Of one string wound, one cymbal and a strum
Make a little sound of an angel's choir,
And summon up the cellar ghosts one time
With a holler and a hum
The mountains, they are forming into oceans
We'll feast on our faith and deliver our devotions
And we'll sing it to the high, high heaven with a holler and hum
And we'll sing it to the high, high heaven with a holler and hum
And we'll sing it to the high, high heaven with a holler and hum
Give a little more, and take a little less
Surrender the score, and leave it for the rest
Give a little more, simply for the sake of a heavy heart
Bring it on back to the place we started from
Give a little more, maybe there's some way we can bottle it up for
Tomorrow, and sing it to the high,
High heaven, and hear it ring, with a holler and a hum
