Digging a Hole

I was building up my honor in the eyes of men
 I was building up treasure and silver and gold
 I was cutting flowers for the table
 The garden was there to behold
 I was bowing at the altar of the broken heart
 I was building up treasure in the house of love
 I was taking myself apart to build a better man
 Whoa, darling, what was I thinking of?
 Now I'm digging a hole to China
 Waiting to see if my face will stick this way
 Oh, digging a hole to China
 Bound to be there any day
 I was talking about the world to come
 I was shouting at the people from steeple high
 I was full of glory roaming down the righteous road
 Looking for a kingdom in the sky
 Now I'm digging a hole to China
 Waiting to see if my face will stick this way
 Oh, digging a hole to China
 Bound to be there any day
 Could be digging in the garden
 You could be planting the seeds of doubt
 You could be digging in for when the revolution comes
 You could be trying to dig out
 Me, I'm digging a hole to China
 I got a shovel and a level and a restless heart
 Any day, the dirt'll start falling up
 Oh, brother, that'll be the easy part
 Digging a hole to China
 Waiting to see if my face will stick this way
 Oh, digging a hole to China
 Bound to be there any day
 Bound to be there any day