Excavator from Groundskeeper by Kimberley McKee

I put my head on for the picture
Told you not to count to three
Hit play and look the other way
Just here to wait and see

All bent up the day is calling
Fed up without the heat
Time to make a big election
Coffee, prairie or concrete

Can you believe all this trouble
We've been having in first gear
The excavator must be running hot
Where to dig is unclear

Muddle a lot, make use of little
Confess while you're awake
They say while your eyes are closed
There's a whole lot more at stake

Well I can't say we're here awhile but who knows, time it throws, a line grab hold and here we go
Slow down for a minute or a mile, or maybe three, I'll be here, just take the lead

Put my head on for the morning
Sun rises as it's pleased
One leg dressed, turn to the west
With eyes back towards east

The road is getting heavy
The traffic's closing in
Car's packed my
Mind full up with everywhere I've been

Can you believe all this excitement
We've been having in third gear
The excavator must be running hot
Where to pile is unclear

Spin a lot and pick a little
Pull the thread while you're awake
They say with eyes wide open
There's a lot more shots to take

Well I can't say we're here awhile but who knows, time it throws, a line grab hold and here we go
Slow down for a minute or a mile, or maybe three, I'll be here, just take the lead

Can you believe this rearranging
We've been doing in fourth gear
The excavator must be running hot
And it hasn't been for years

Well I can't say we're here awhile but who knows, time it throws, a line grab hold and here we go
Slow down for a minute or a mile, or maybe three, I'll be here, just take the lead

• Folk
• acoustic
• bluegrass
• country
• folk
• old time
• Montpelier