From the recording Songs with Peter Monk
Frank Goodman: Guitar, Vocal, Finger Drums
Rose Esposito: Bass
Dave Fleschner: Organ (Portland)
Lyrics
Till You Hit the Bottom
There ain't no living
If there ain't no danger
There ain't no brothers
If there ain't no strangers
Some get bitter
Others better with aging
There ain't no laughter
If there ain't no raging
There ain't no moonshine
Till the mash gets rotten
And you don't start bouncin
Till You Hit the Bottom
There ain't no moonshine
Till the mash gets rotten
And you don't start bouncin
Till You Hit the Bottom
The joy is sweeter
'Cause there's so much pain
The desert blossoms
With the tears of rain
You pray in vain that you might
See the light
But it won't come
Till the end of the night
There ain't no moonshine
Till the mash gets rotten
And you don't start bouncin
Till You Hit the Bottom
There ain't no moonshine
Till the mash gets rotten
And you don't start bouncin
Till You Hit the Bottom