Busy My Spade was released July, 2012. Written by Jeremiah Craig.
Recorded at Temperamental Studios in Geneseo, NY by Mike Brown
Guitar, Vocals, Percussion: Jeremiah Craig
Mandolin, Vocals: Levi James
Bass, Lap Guitar, Percussion: Mike Brown
Vocals: Sarah Johnson
Vocals: Marissa Battaglia
A huge thanks to my family, the Johnson family, the Battaglia family, Brynna Baldauf and Michael Motkowski for making every step of this possible.

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Take a sneak peek into the recording process of “Busy My Spade” at an old church converted to a recording studio. Also, get a look into the making of the popular music video. Recording this song was one of my favorite experiences ever and I thank everyone who was a part of the process.

Lyrics

Busy My Spade

Go on home, you’ve done all you can
Ya tied the twine to your sister’s hand
And laid out the bell after she got low
I was summoned here to be the guide
And sing her off to the other side
But if anything should happen, you’ll be the first to know
If she’s laying in the shade of the reaper’s gown
I’ll busy my spade when I hear the bell sound
No matter how low, how low, how low, how low

I busy my spade
I busy my spade
When I hear that bell, now
I busy my spade

I busy my spade
I busy my spade
No one goes to hell, now
When I busy my spade

I worked in the bone-house when I was a boy
Making room for the new, pushing back the soil
When I found gouges, made from within
Maybe they were a brother, lover, or mother
And it wasn’t long til I found another
Put down low when they never should of been
So now at night I sing among the dead
And busy my spade when I have accompaniment
Dig and Sing, Dig and Sing, Dig and Sing, Dig and Sing

I busy my spade
I busy my spade
When I hear that bell, now
I busy my spade

I busy my spade
I busy my spade
No one goes to hell, now
When I busy my spade

Yes she’s laying in the shade of the reaper’s gown
I busy my spade when I hear the bell sound
No matter how low, how low, how low, how low