Bottom Of The Fifth Lyrics & Chords By Tim Murphy

It's Atlanta, four to one over Houston
It never hurt so much, to be losing
As I sit here at this bar
Wondering where you are
An empty bottle, three strikes and a phone
It's the Bottom Of The Fifth,
And no one's home

Wish I could relive that moment
When the bases were loaded
And I had my chance to win it all
I'd step up to the plate
But now it's too late
You're not even there to take the call

And if I had another shot
I'd give it all I got
I wouldn't be sitting here all alone
It's the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one's home

(lead)

If I could relive that moment
When the bases were loaded
And I had my chance to win it all
I'd really step up to the plate
But now it's too late
Baby you're not even there to take the call

And if I had another shot
I'd give it all I got
I wouldn't be sitting here all alone
It's the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one's home

I'm at the Bottom Of The Fifth