Chords for Diggin' holes

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Well, I ought to be working in a coal mine, neck deep in black lunk soot, _ _ swinging a picket
at _ [C] Mountainside, halfway to China.
[D] I think I would [G]
fit right in where the sun don't shine. _
She's better [A] off alone.
_ [C] Yeah, I ought to be working [G] in a coal mine.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] digging holes. _ _ _
_ Well, I ought to be drilling for that black gold, _ swimming in that Texas tea.
_ I can make a killing all on my own, selling [C] my _ misfortune [D] to a family.
[G] Because when I hit rock bottom, _ _ the deeper down [Am] I go.
Oh, [C] I ought to be drilling [G] for that black gold.
[D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] digging holes.
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_ Well, I ought to be working for the railroad, _ sweat pouring off my back, _ _ hauling away the heavy [C] load.
It's a far cry from heaven [D] down a coal steel [G] track, and I can't take her with me.
_ _ She's better off [Am] without.
_ Yeah, [C] I ought to be working [G] for the railroad.
Lord [D] knows I'm good at leaving [G]
town.
_ _ _ _ When it [D] comes to love, I ain't got [C] a clue what this [D] heart of mine is supposed [G] to do.
It tears [D] me up inside, but I can't [C] help it if she don't [D] let go.
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_ _ _ _ _ Well, I ought to make my living in a graveyard, _ over my head in dirt.
_ If I had a shovel, I'd bury this heart six feet down.
[A] And my [G] last words would be, I never meant to hurt you. _ _
I'm better off [Am] with ghosts.
Yeah, [C] I ought to make my living [G] in a graveyard.
_ [D] Lord knows I'm good at [G] digging holes.
Oh, [C] I ought to make my living [G] in a graveyard.
Lord [D]
knows I'm good at [C] digging holes. _ _ _
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