Lyrics (roughly):
I've got a baby's clean conscience
I walk around with my head off
And in the state of the big sky
The ground holds on to my grandpa's
I'm always walking back one pace
I'm walking back, head off
And in the state of the black feet
The dirt stores much of my family
I'm always walking that one way
That dirt stores much of my family
I blew off my laundry and my clothes
Hold on to the dirt, see
And in the state of the black feet
I've got a baby's clean conscience
I walk around with my shoes off
And the ground holds on to my bad walk
[Diggin' Holes - EP (2002)]
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