BEFORE THE ARCHITECT – AUTOCAD GRANDDAD – SONG LYRICS

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SKULL DIGGER'S BOOT

of poachers and horses

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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