“Six Feet's Plenty”

I was diggin' in the backyard, my wife said it's a good spot for me.
I asked her what in hell she means, she said she's havin' party.
My face looked like the Grinch does, I shook my head, and drunk a drink from my beer,
She threw a gang sign with fingers up, and wrung small crocodile tears.

Love's not overrated, it really pays to check those tires.
Field trips only a day away, still can scar those who admired.

Am I Deep Enough, Baby?
I'll Keep Diggin' Up, Gravy.
And If You've Had Enough from Me,
Six Feet's Plenty.

I was riggin' the water well, when my wife scared me to bits.
She came up from behind real slight, took a party popper and blew my grits.
I almost flipped in six feet thin, spread my legs wrapped 'round my rope.
She said she'd help me get up again, Offered to pull me up if it wrapped my throat.

Carin's never gonna be enough, the bonus happens when all succeed.
Align the dreams and mobilize the squads, there's gonna be a price to be free.

Am I Deep Enough, Baby?
I'll Keep Diggin' Up, Gravy.
And If You've Had Enough from Me,
Six Feet's Plenty.

Solo:

I was climbin' the power pole, my wife asked if her cable was free.
I asked her am I a loosey goosey man, She said yes and more probably.
I took my wrench and stuck it in the air, like I was shootin' up from the middle.
Just right then electrocution struck in. Her fingers lit playin' the fiddle.

From the start she showed heart, my reward will come after the end.
I'll see my family and all of their friends, I'm a witness to this, begin.

Am I Deep Enough, Baby?
I'll Keep Diggin' Up, Gravy.
And If You've Had Enough from Me,
Six Feet's Plenty.

Music and Lyrics, 2017: Peter J. Beauchemin