The Bottom
Performed by Charlie Robison
Written by Waylon Payne

There’s alot of chord walkup/walkdown that Charlie does in this song and I
can’t quite put all of them in the tab. Just listen to the song a few times and
you’ll get it. He also plays alternating bass strings then strums the rest of
the chords most of the time.

Elevator operator
Look at me and smile a weary smile
You know my face could easily decieve
The wisest of them all
Are you going to the penthouse
Or the condo that lies just beyond the chapel doors
He just smiled and softly told me no
I’m going to the bottom

Chorus:
I’m going all the way down
To the bottom
So turn the music up real high
And let the sweetest benedictine liquor flow
No need to worry about tomorrow
Cause you’re not here
I’m going all the way down
To the bottom

Rainy streets, Wet memory
Find a place inside to pass the time
The doug serves up my brandy and I drink
And pray your picture fades
You dressed in black
You turned your back
On the only heart that ever loved you so
The bells rang on the day you died
I’m headin to the bottom

Chorus

Charlie Robison

Verse One:
I woke up early Sunday morning, had myself a piece of toast
Had fifty dollars in my pocket, gonna chase myself a ghost||
Went down Camino Espinoza, gonna get me a di[G-i]vorce
Gonna split with all my money, see that girl who loves a horse

Chorus:
It’s New Year’s Day here on the border, and it’s always been this way
I never do the things I oughta, think I’ll stay, it’s New Year’s Day

Verse Two:
I met them boys there from O’Conner, cowboy like you never seen
They’re up for anything you want to, live on steak and refried beans
They bought up half of southern Texas, it’s why they act the way they do
When them boys meet me in Laredo, they think they own Laredo too

Repeat Chorus

Verse Three:
I know a girl here in Laredo, her name’s Py Willow Rose
She got that ring around the collar, got that ring stuck through her nose
She works there at the Dallas Cowboys, but she’s got no in between
Like all them other boys in dresses, they ain’t every Cowboys dream

Chorus:
It’s New Year’s Day here on the border, and it’s always been this way
I never do the things I oughta, think I’ll stay, it’s New Year’s Day
It’s New Year’s Day here on the border, and it’s always been this way
I never do the things I oughta, think I’ll stay, it’s New Year’s Day

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Photograph
Charlie Robison

This is my second tab so if I’m way off let me know and I’ll fix it.

Capo 2

I’ve got a picture it’s glued in a book
Of most of my family that somebody took
Grandpa died early before I could know
The man that they tell me I take after so
Though I don't remember it still makes me laugh
When I see us together in a photograph

Momma and Daddy burned hot like a flame
But it all turned to ashes with no one to blame
I can still see them but not in my mind
It’s been so long that my memory's blind
Though I can't remember it still makes me laugh
When I see us together in a photograph

Well it happened last winter we had a son
And they took a picture a family round one
It's there to remind you when you can’t recall
What your daddy looked like when you were so small
Though you won't remember it still makes me laugh
When you see us together in a photograph
Though you won't remember it still makes me laugh
When you see us together in a photograph

Magnolia
Charlie Robison

Beginning: G-D-G-D-G-A-D

I drove all day to North Mississippi
I drove all night to the place I call home
I hope that Johnny’s still waitin’ there for me
To take me beside him and call me his own

Chorus:
But it’s too late now
It’s too late now
The smell of magnolias
Still sweet in my mouth
And I know it's too late now

Johnny got mean when he started drinkin’
And it wasn’t nobody’s fault when he cried
So I left one mornin’ from North Mississippi
Cause I couldn’t stand to tell mama I lied

Chorus

Johnny took no time to ask me to marry
And I said I would though I knew it was wrong
They played Hank Williams in North Mississippi
And I played the same girl I had all along

Chorus

Early one mornin’ in North Mississippi
I swore that I could hear somebody cry
But it wasn’t my Johnny from North Mississippi
All dressed up in orange on the day that I died

Chorus:
But it’s too late now
It’s too late now
The smell of magnolias
Now gone from my mouth
And I know it’s too late now