I was pourin' out my troublesTo a stranger in a barOf the problems and the pressuresOn a country music starHalf braggin', half complainin''Bout the money and the fameAnd just how lonely lot can beWhen you've made yourself a nameI said, "Would you like a drink?"He said, "Thanks, I'll have a doubleI worked up a powerful thirstJust listenin' to all your troubles""And while he makes that drinkI'll smoke one if you got itIt might be lonely at the topBut it's a bitch at the bottom"I left a hundred on the tableAnd didn't wait around for changeBut my load a little lighterAnd my thinkin' rearrangedThat stranger made me realizeHow thankful I should beAnd if I forget, I hope those wordsHe said come back to meI said, "Would you like a drink?"He said, "Thanks, I'll have a doubleI worked up a powerful thirstJust listenin' to all your troubles""And while he makes that drinkI'll smoke one if you got itIt might be lonely at the topBut it's a bitch at the bottomIt might be lonely at the topBut it's a bitch at the bottom"