The banker came today And found Bobby pitchin' hay By the road side He said this paper in my hand Says I will own this land In a few days Bobby's eyes fell to the ground He kicked the dirt around In silence He watched the banker drive away He knew he could not pay And it was over But you can take a man's gold But you'll never own his soul The freedom of the soul Lasts forever Well, Bobby went to town Searchin' all around for a favor And he found Bo the old town drunk Sleepin' in his bunk in the stable He said you've only got one leg But you won't have to beg If you'll help me You see, I'm going to sink a well I'll dig right down to Hell, if I have to 'Cause you can take a man's gold But you'll never own his soul The freedom of the soul lasts forever Day and night they worked the well They slept right where they fell In exhaustion There was magic in the air And neither seemed to care What it would cost them They were awakened by a sound A deep rumbling in the ground They felt as if an earthquake had begun Mother nature's precious crude It bubbled and it spewed And exploded like a geyser in the sun Well, Bobby went to town The people gathered 'round to see him 'Cause there was oil everywhere In his eyes, and in his hair And he was laughin' And he took his oil-filled cap And he dumped it in the lap Of the banker