Chords for Brent Cobb - Diggin' Holes
Tempo:
54.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Am
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
It's called Diggin' Holes.
It's about diggin' holes.
[G] Diggin' holes and relationships probably.
[Gm] Well I ought to [D] be workin' a coal mine,
neck deep in black lung soot,
[G] swingin' a pick at that mountainside
[C] halfway to China.
[D] I think I would [G] fit right in
where the sun don't shine.
She better [Am] off alone.
[C] Yeah I ought to be workin' [G] in a coal mine.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' [G] holes.
Well I ought to be drillin' for a black bull,
swimmin' in that Texas sea.
I could make a killin' on a mountain,
send [C] my men's force to [D] a family.
Cause [G] when I hit rock bottom,
the deeper [Am] down I go.
[C] Yeah I ought to be drillin' [G] for that black bull.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
Well I ought to be workin' for the railroad,
sweat pourin' off my back,
haulin' away a heavy load.
It's [C] a far [A] cry from heavy,
[D] how to coach a track.
[G] And I can't take her with me.
She better [Am] off without.
[C] Yeah I ought to be [G] workin' for the railroad.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] leavin' town.
When it [D] comes to love, I ain't got [C] a clue
what this [D] heart of mine is supposed to [G] do.
It tears me up [D] to decide what to put her through.
Still she won't let [C] go.
[G] Oh I ought to make my living in that graveyard,
over my head and heart.
If I had a shovel, I'd bury this heart
[C] six feet [D] deep.
And my last [G] words would be,
I never meant to hurt you.
I'm better [Am] off with ghosts.
[C] Yeah I ought to make my [G] living in that graveyard.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
Oh [C] I ought to make my living [G] in that graveyard.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' holes.
It's about diggin' holes.
[G] Diggin' holes and relationships probably.
[Gm] Well I ought to [D] be workin' a coal mine,
neck deep in black lung soot,
[G] swingin' a pick at that mountainside
[C] halfway to China.
[D] I think I would [G] fit right in
where the sun don't shine.
She better [Am] off alone.
[C] Yeah I ought to be workin' [G] in a coal mine.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' [G] holes.
Well I ought to be drillin' for a black bull,
swimmin' in that Texas sea.
I could make a killin' on a mountain,
send [C] my men's force to [D] a family.
Cause [G] when I hit rock bottom,
the deeper [Am] down I go.
[C] Yeah I ought to be drillin' [G] for that black bull.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
Well I ought to be workin' for the railroad,
sweat pourin' off my back,
haulin' away a heavy load.
It's [C] a far [A] cry from heavy,
[D] how to coach a track.
[G] And I can't take her with me.
She better [Am] off without.
[C] Yeah I ought to be [G] workin' for the railroad.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] leavin' town.
When it [D] comes to love, I ain't got [C] a clue
what this [D] heart of mine is supposed to [G] do.
It tears me up [D] to decide what to put her through.
Still she won't let [C] go.
[G] Oh I ought to make my living in that graveyard,
over my head and heart.
If I had a shovel, I'd bury this heart
[C] six feet [D] deep.
And my last [G] words would be,
I never meant to hurt you.
I'm better [Am] off with ghosts.
[C] Yeah I ought to make my [G] living in that graveyard.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
Oh [C] I ought to make my living [G] in that graveyard.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' holes.
Key:
G
D
C
Am
A
G
D
C
It's called Diggin' Holes.
It's about diggin' holes.
_ [G] _ Diggin' holes and relationships probably.
[Gm] Well I ought to [D] be workin' a coal mine,
neck deep in black lung soot,
[G] swingin' a pick at that mountainside
[C] halfway to China.
[D] I think I would [G] fit right in
where the sun don't shine.
She better [Am] off alone.
[C] Yeah I ought to be workin' [G] in a coal mine.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' [G] holes.
_ Well I ought to be drillin' for a black bull,
swimmin' in that Texas sea.
I could make a killin' on a mountain,
send [C] my men's force to [D] a family.
Cause [G] when I hit rock bottom,
the deeper [Am] down I go.
[C] Yeah I ought to be drillin' [G] for that black bull.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
_ Well I ought to be workin' for the railroad,
sweat pourin' off my back,
haulin' away a heavy load.
It's [C] a far [A] cry from heavy,
[D] how to coach a track.
[G] And I can't take her with me.
She better [Am] off without.
[C] Yeah I ought to be [G] workin' for the railroad.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] leavin' town.
When it [D] comes to love, I ain't got [C] a clue
what this [D] heart of mine is supposed to [G] do.
It tears me up [D] to decide what to put her through.
Still she won't let [C] go.
_ [G] Oh I ought to make my living in that graveyard,
over my head and heart.
If I had a shovel, I'd bury this heart
[C] six feet [D] deep.
And my last [G] words would be,
I never meant to hurt you.
I'm better [Am] off with ghosts.
[C] Yeah I ought to make my [G] living in that graveyard.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
Oh [C] I ought to make my living [G] in that graveyard.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' holes.
It's about diggin' holes.
_ [G] _ Diggin' holes and relationships probably.
[Gm] Well I ought to [D] be workin' a coal mine,
neck deep in black lung soot,
[G] swingin' a pick at that mountainside
[C] halfway to China.
[D] I think I would [G] fit right in
where the sun don't shine.
She better [Am] off alone.
[C] Yeah I ought to be workin' [G] in a coal mine.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' [G] holes.
_ Well I ought to be drillin' for a black bull,
swimmin' in that Texas sea.
I could make a killin' on a mountain,
send [C] my men's force to [D] a family.
Cause [G] when I hit rock bottom,
the deeper [Am] down I go.
[C] Yeah I ought to be drillin' [G] for that black bull.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
_ Well I ought to be workin' for the railroad,
sweat pourin' off my back,
haulin' away a heavy load.
It's [C] a far [A] cry from heavy,
[D] how to coach a track.
[G] And I can't take her with me.
She better [Am] off without.
[C] Yeah I ought to be [G] workin' for the railroad.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] leavin' town.
When it [D] comes to love, I ain't got [C] a clue
what this [D] heart of mine is supposed to [G] do.
It tears me up [D] to decide what to put her through.
Still she won't let [C] go.
_ [G] Oh I ought to make my living in that graveyard,
over my head and heart.
If I had a shovel, I'd bury this heart
[C] six feet [D] deep.
And my last [G] words would be,
I never meant to hurt you.
I'm better [Am] off with ghosts.
[C] Yeah I ought to make my [G] living in that graveyard.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] diggin' holes.
Oh [C] I ought to make my living [G] in that graveyard.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at diggin' holes.