DIG YOURSELF - - American Horse Band
(music and lyrics by George Garcia)

You tell me that you got yourself a problem,
Perhaps the answer's deep inside my head,
Because you have no idea how to solve them,
So you came here knocking on my door instead.
I sit here and look at you and see the future,
Snorting coke and having a good time,
You tell me it's part of your nature.
You got your thing and I got mine.

You got to dig yourself, love yourself, Yeah, respect yourself, dig yourself
(Got to, got to, you got to dig yourself)

You see the world around you is just a crumbling,
But then you can hardly read or write.
You sit there with a stoned outlook just a mumbling,
Something about let's give somebody a fight.
You think the answer's lying in a bottle of whiskey,
Popping pills and lying in the grass.
The game of life, my friend, is very risky.
The answer's in your head and not your ass.

You got to dig yourself, love yourself, Yeah, respect yourself, dig yourself
(Got to, got to, you got to dig yourself)

Not too long ago we were brothers.
We had one heart and one mind.
We took two steps ahead with one another,
But you have put us twenty steps behind.
No, I'm not trying to give you some kind of static,
I never said you were a bum.
Don't be misled by some fanatic,
But you don't even know where I'm coming from.

You got to dig yourself, love yourself, Yeah, respect yourself, dig yourself
Got to, got to, you got to dig yourself)