BEFORE THE ARCHITECT – AUTOCAD GRANDDAD – SONG LYRICS
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SKULL DIGGER'S BOOT
LYRICS BY RALPH PRESSEL
© 1989 RALPH PRESSEL
Introduction:
Full-mooned midnight brings their force.
Horizon 'round each holds a course
To point a place of Hell's repute . . .
A godless name — Skull Digger's Boot.
Chorus:
A sinister story surrounds the old quarry
Known by an evil name.
At midnight each year, for miles you can hear
Them play out their terrible game.
Stanza #1:
The "Boot" was all left of a band
Of ten men come to dig the land.
"Skull Digger's" is for what they found:
Old bone – not gold – deep in the ground.
Stanza #2:
Dark storm clouds of myst'ry hang
'Bout finds made by that minin' gang.
They talked about it freely then —
Some bones of horse, some bones of men.
Stanza #3:
The bones of horse I can explain
By rustlers ridin' 'cross the plain,
Hard-drivin' wild steeds over sides
Of bluffs — for meat and rugged hides.
– Chorus –
Stanza #4:
Now Indians tell a fearsome tale
A-bout horse rustlers on the trail.
At quarry's bottom pitched their camp
To butcher horse by flick'rin' lamp.
Stanza #5:
Herd stallions glared from quarry rim
Upon the carnage sight so grim,
Then rushed as one down quarry side —
Mean jaws white-foaming, nostrils wide.
Stanza #6:
By fury numbed, their great hooves crushed
That camp, those men 'to quarry dust,
Returnin' once a year to race
'Round quarry floor at breakneck pace.
– Chorus –
Stanza #7:
So, years passed. Those diggers dug —
At full-mooned midnight passed the jug.
Mad stallions joined them with their loot
An' left just one Skull Digger's Boot.
– Chorus –
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