The Bottomless Hole

My name, I don't remember

Though I hail from Ohio

I had a wife and children

Good tires on my car

What took me from my home

And put me in the Earth

Was the mouth of a deep dark hole

I found behind my barn



We'd been filling it with garbage

As long as you could count

Kitchen scraps and dead cows

Tractors broken down

But never did I hear one thing hit the ground

And slowly I came to fear

That this was a bottomless hole



I went out behind the barn

And stared down in that hole

Late into the evening

My mind would not let go

So I got out my ropes and a rusty clawfoot tub

And I rigged myself a chariot

To ride down in that hole



My wife, she did help me

She fed me down the ropes

And then I sank away

From the surface of this world

When the last rope pulled tight

I had not reached the end

And in anger, I swung there

Down in that dark abyss



So I got out my knife

I told my wife goodbye

I cut loose from the ropes

And fell on down that hole

And still I'm there falling

Down in this evil pit

But until I hit the bottom

I won't believe it's bottomless