Years ago it was conceived Next in line, lucky to receive A resource that the owners found In this case, sunk into the ground A secret son, was not recognized From photos though, you see it in his eyes He held the deed, must've held it tight General store buzzing like a hive They shoot at the mines we dug And they just run out And i'm having trouble following It was him! It was him! The sneaking ba*tard found us out And he's standing here hollering, "This is mine! this is all mine!" "And has been all along" "I've been waiting in the nursery" Now surely the mines we dug We're leaving the richest veins Well, I'm packing And I'm leaving him everything Sometimes his work takes him away Leaves her alone, well in a way Cuttings and flowers piled on the steps Hands in the dirt with no regrets A secret son was not recognized They dug the ditch, he's melting down the prize They shoot at the mines we dug And they just run out And i'm having trouble following It was him! It was him! The sneaking ba*tard found us out Now he's standing here hollering, "This is mine! this is all mine!" "It has been all along" "I've been waiting in the nursery" Now surely the mines we dug Were leaving the richest veins Well, I'm happy And I'm leaving him everything