found this - by a group called "Granny's 12 gauge"

His name was Otis he was kind'a dumb

He'd work all day out in the burnin' sun

We did just what the mine foreman said

Sometimes we buried things that were dead

Steamshovel, bury her

Steamshovel, bury her

Down where her soul will sleep

Down where her soul will sleep

She once was pretty and she once was blond

We found her floatin' in the strip-mine pond

The foreman laughed and said, "There's nothin' to do

'Cept bury her and her boyfriend too."

Steamshovel, bury her

Steamshovel, bury her

Down where her soul will sleep

Down where her soul will sleep

Steamshovel

Steamshovel