I dug a hole by the river
Bare hands shaped the space
Shielded from your weather
Laid my weary head to rest
I killed a hare this morning
With a stone I split it's head
I cried while it was squirming
How I wish we weren't both dead
I dug a hole by the river
Bare hands shaped the space
Shielded from your weather
Laid my weary head to rest