Dig Down Deep - Vandaveer

Dig down deep don’t fold

For the faintest wind might blow

You’re off your mark, off your game

Soil your old man’s good name

Hoist your head, don’t weep

For a terrible storm might sweep

You’re out to sea, that big, black sea

We’ll lay you down to sleep

And the soldiers circle round and round

And the trumpeter’s horn blows a deafening sound

You plant your feet, you stand your ground

While the bricks you lay

They come crumbling down

From head to toe

Covered up in dust like Jericho

When you shed your skin down to your bones

You know a house don’t make a home

When you build it all alone, no, no

That’s just a hollow skeleton of sticks and stones

Left, right, left, we’ll march

To the pounding beat of our hearts

And the battle will rattle the earth

Down to its core

Do you forget just what we’re fighting for?

And the sun will rise in the east

And the crimson’ll stream at your feet

We’ll come and recede

We’ll bathe in stain (?)

And by the grace of God we can start again