"Digging on the Bottom" genre: Southern Rock
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	An edited version of "Digging on the Bottom" from the album Fenceposts.
	CD: Fenceposts   Label: Peach-Key Records Credits: Peach Truck Republic
	Lyrics Here now come a rain, here come shine, I don't mind. No. Likewise, down inside, well I don't feel obliged. I got a reason for believing she been easy picking on me & these tall, tall trees, leaf by leaf, are seeming out of reach. Backbite, oh my, a syndication that ain't no lie Chit chat like that just put the shut right down--they heal my sight Do-right besides oh me oh my oh no need to lie When dull discourse does not do for what I've realized & I'm pleased to ease these tendencies you got concerning me For reasons plain to see and plainly out of reach Head-strong-box of reasons, nearly every reason why I break in a digging when I done been on the bottom side I make my need need to be my yearn to concede And you offer me a drink and hold it out of reach My good friend, a friend of a friend, ain't been no friend of mine And his poor soul I recognize an open eye up in the light I try what I think I might more easily conceive Like why the grass ain't growing greener right underneath my feet When I say Tin pan Alley 'bout two feet wide And I can't be standing on e-either side The Tinsel Town of a man he done past me by say he ain't gonna save my life (I been digging on the bottom nearly all my life)

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