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Lyrics: Trace Adkins. More. I Can Dig It.

You say his memory is a habit that won't let you go
I'll help you kick it
If you're looking for a ride on a real smooth road
I'm your ticket

If you're holding onto seeds you been wanting to sow
If you wanna break ground, I'll break out the hoe
If you want a little garden where some loving can grow
I can dig it

If you wanna build a fortified house of love
I can brick it
Name me something that you want, ain't a task too tough
I can get it, yeah, I can get it

If you're looking for a man that can do all that
If you want your broken heart to be your last
If you wanna big hole to bury your past
I can dig it

If you're buying what I'm selling
Just say the word
And I'll roll up my sleeves
And baby, I'll get to work

If you're sick and tired of a liar and cheater
If you want a true love 'til you meet St. Peter
And drink from a well where the water is sweeter
I can dig it, yeah, I can dig it, I dug that

If you're buying what I'm selling
Just say the word
And I'll roll up my sleeves, yeah
And baby, I'll get to work

If you're sick and tired of a liar and cheater
If you want a true love 'til you meet St. Peter
And drink from a well where the water is sweeter
I can dig it, yeah, I can dig it
Can you dig it, baby? I can dig it