E I was pourin' out my troublesA To a stranger in a barE Of the problems and the pressuresB On a country music starE Half braggin', half complainin'A 'Bout the money and the fameE And just how lonely lot can beB E When you've made yourself a name [Chorus]E A I said, "Would you like a drink?"E He said, "Thanks, I'll have a doubleE I worked up a powerful thirstB Just listenin' to all your troubles"A "And while he makes that drinkE I'll smoke one if you got itE It might be lonely at the topB E But it's a bitch at the bottom" [Verse 2]E I left a hundred on the tableA And didn't wait around for changeE But my load a little lighterB And my thinkin' rearrangedE That stranger made me realizeA How thankful I should beE And if I forget, I hope those wordsB E He said come back to me [Chorus]E A I said, "Would you like a drink?"E He said, "Thanks, I'll have a doubleE I worked up a powerful thirstB Just listenin' to all your troubles"A "And while he makes that drinkE I'll smoke one if you got itE It might be lonely at the topB E But it's a bitch at the bottom"
Bitch At The Bottom
Keith Whitley
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