(Mark Nesler/Tracy Byrd)



I can't say looking back right now just where our love went wrong

But the hard cold fact is she's not here she's gone

Made me a promise she'd be true till the rivers all ran dry

The rivers still runnin' but she's long said goodbye



That's why I'm down on the bottom

Where the Moccasin's King and the big tall cypress grow

Seems the only place that a country boy can find some peace of mind

And get back up, is on the bottom



Got friends in the world outside but none quite like ol' Cajun Joe

He lives down a slough where the river used to flow

Worked real hard most of his life till the pushin' came to shove

Gave it all he had but he just couldn't rise above



That's why he's down at the bottom

Where the alligator swims and the old grey moss hangs low

Seems the only place that a country boy can find some piece of mind

And get back up, is on the bottom



I can get back up here on the bottom

On the Natchez river bottom