When I was nine years old
Way back in Ohio
The hired man was digging up a well
On my father's land
He found a fossil there
It was a ma**ive bone
And since then I've known
That a race of giants lived in the northern hemisphere
Ten thousand years ago they lived right here
It seems incredible
But yet it's the truth
That a fossilized and petrified
Calcified primeval brute
Was turned to stone
But he was not alone
There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward river
Even giants think they'll always live forever
Where a stream once flowed
Into the Ohio
Everything was turned to stone
The bible speaks of this
There were giants in our midst
But they slaughtered one another in a meaningless war
Thank your lucky stars that we don't do that anymore
That gravel-encrusted skull
That was found on a river shoal
Double rows of very sharp teeth
The ma**ive jaw measured twenty-five feet
Well it's turned to stone
There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward river
Even giants think they'll always live forever
The bible speaks of this
There were giants in our midst
But they slaughtered one another in a meaningless war
Thank your lucky stars that we don't do that anymore
That gravel-encrusted skull
That was found on a river shoal
Double rows of very sharp teeth
The ma**ive jaw measured twenty-five feet
Well it's turned to stone
There were hundreds of them walking on the sand toward the river
Even giants think they'll always live forever