I was born when they tapped on the moon I knew no innocence no golden spoon With less worth for a place in the rat race Desperate smile in my fat mama's sad face For some substance i left my home town I went away & just out of tune
I FELL DOWN ON MY FEET I FELT SO INCOMPLETE I JUST FOUND A HOLE AT THE BOTTOM OF MY SOUL
Played my 4-string day in & day out Became a banjo pop star all about Seven cars & diamond rings Friend & girls & all such things I could not stand to be alone But no heart in the crowd just booze in the jar & no crowd anymore when money ran out so far
I FELL DOWN ON MY FACE I FELL THROUGH THE SPACE I FELL THROGH THE HOLE AT THE BOTTOM OF MY SOUL
I went crazy all shit hit the fan Lost my name well I killed a man Burned out mind & a heart full of beer My bed for night it was shame it was fear But then one morning a flickering light In the rain from the right well it hit my eyes & I realized it must be a loving god or some stuff like that & then
I FELL DOWN ON MY KNEES PLEASE LORD, END THIS MISERY & HE PULLED ME THROUGH THE HOLE AT THE BOTTOM OF MY SOUL
Now you people listen carefully A soul in holes that is no tragedy If it ever happens to your soul Don't waste your time trying to fill the hole Cause if the hole is really deep enough It could be a subway for your loving god It could be a subway for his grace & he'll pull you through
SO FALL DOWN ON YOUR KNEES MAY LORD END YOUR MISERY & HE WILL PULL YOU THROUGH THE HOLE AT THE BOTTOM OF YOUR SOUL
Bottom, bottom, bottom of your soul Bottom, bottom, bottom there is a hole Bottom, bottom, there is a hole At the bottom of your soul But the lord he will pull you through The lord, the lord he will pull you through (c) d.ottn