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Now you might see moles on flat ground digging hard into the earth, pumping their big digging claws for everything they're worth, while down below in tunnels, some babies lie awake, waiting for that day ahead when holes themselves they make.
Oh the moles just keep on diggin', the tunnels are filled with song and when the grubs run out, those moles just keep on moving on.
It's summer in the soil-lands, the babes will soon grow up and after time they'll dig for grubs to feed to their own small pups.
Oh the moles just keep on diggin', the tunnels are filled with song and when the grubs run out, those moles just keep on moving on.
And every night you'll hear them singin' jolly songs and diggin' like some happy fools, as they've done for oh so long.
Oh the moles just keep on diggin', the tunnels are filled with song and when the grubs run out, those moles just keep on moving on.
They're moles you see and moles must dig, that's what they're meant to do, a mole's a mole forever, like mum, dad, me, and you.
