I dug a hole in Grandpa's yard
While Grandpa was asleep.
A great big hole in Grandpa's yard—
I dug it good and deep.
There's got to be some treasure here
Beneath the dirt and stones.
Some buried box or secret stash—
I feel it in my bones!
A hidden trove of pirates' gold,
Or gems from foreign shores,
Or eggs and skulls and fossil teeth
From ancient dinosaurs!
Or maybe Grandpa's yard has got
A ship from outer space
That crashed and brought a friend for me
From some unheard-of race.
And so I'll dig up Grandpa's yard
Until I find the prize.
I'm pretty sure he knows it's there—
It can't be a surprise!
’Cause usually he's sleepy,
And his favorite sound's a yawn,
But if some kids are near his house,
He yells, "Get off my lawn!"
It must be something special,
Since he’s always on his guard.
I just can’t wait to find what’s lurking
Under Grandpa’s yard!