Lyrics:

There Is This Old Woman,**lf**she Lives Down The Road,**lf**you Can''m Often Find Her...**lf**..kneeling Inside Of Her Hole**lf**and I Often Ask Her**lf**''are You Looking For The Mother Lode''**lf**huh**lf**no.**lf**no My Child, This Is Not My Desire**lf**and Then She Said**lf****lf**i''m Digging For Fire (X4)**lf****lf**there Is This Old Man...**lf**...who Spent So Much Of His Life Sleeping...**lf**...that He Is Able To Keep Awake For The Rest Of His Years**lf**he Resides**lf**on A Beach**lf**in A Town**lf**where I Am Going To Live**lf**and I Often Ask Him**lf**''are You Looking For The Mother Lode''**lf**huh**lf**no.**lf**no My Child, This Is Not My Desire**lf**and Then He Said...**lf**...**lf**...**lf**i''m Digging For Fire (X4