Dirt In A Hole — Robert Plant

DIRT IN A HOLE

The preacher bowed and turned to go He threw some dirt into a hole He wasn't needed anymore He shrugged and cast away the cold He rearranged his preachers clothes The word of god is all he knows

Precious boy so young and fair Guarding castles in the air Pretty flowers in sweet array Picked to die and fade away

Message from heaven Sun in the sky Message from heaven News from on high

God bless the solder and his gun Small sacrifice then justice done He's every broken mothers son Pretty flowers in sweet array Picked to die and fade away

Message from heaven Sun in the sky Message from heaven News from on High Message from heaven Sun in the sky Message from heaven

Message from heaven Message from heaven Message from heaven

He threw some words into the air He spoke the pain we all must share How we will meet again out there

Precious boy so young and fair Guarding castles in the air Pretty flowers in sweet array Picked to die and fade away

Precious boy so young and fair Guarding castles in the air Pretty flowers in sweet array, Picked to die and fade away