I haven't got a pick up truck
To take me into town
I don't have the ways and means

To lay my money down
Lay it down
But I got gold, underneath the ground


Rise me up before the sun lays the bad boys down
I'll go out into the yard, kick my feet around

I'll kick em around
Cause I got gold, underneath the ground


Bill collectors ring my phone
Keep me on the run
But they don't know the ways I've got

The ways of having fun
I have fun
I've got gold, underneath the ground


Do a jig, above a twig, spin yourself around
Dig down low before the soil, that's where I'll be found

I'll be found
Digging gold, underneath the ground
Spending gold, underneath the ground

I got gold, underneath the ground.