We live most of our lives underground,
And handle dynamite by the pound.
This gold would make us millionares,
But we gave Daisy all our shares…
So we’ll just keep on digging all day long!
‘Cause we’re the GOLD DIGGERS…
We keep on diggin’ till our arms start to quiver,
Between the gophers and the gold rush,
Our brains they have turned to mush…
So we’ll be GOLD DIGGERS all our days!