Mole In A Hole Songtext

(Mike Waterson) Like the flowers, like the bees Like the woodlands and the trees I like the Byrds on their LP's And I'm a refugee [Chorus:] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus]