You know a job, sometime might be hard to find
We might even have to go downtown, stand in the way of a fair line
But I'm not worried about it, as long as my baby says she understands
And tell me that she's gonna stick with me, till the bitter end
Till the bitter end
Sometime, we might not have food on our table to eat
But I'm not worried about it, as long as my baby says she understands
Then again, our little children, might not have shoes on their feet
But you know times get hard sometimes, but I wouldn't worry about it
As long as my baby says she understands
And that I'm gonna stick with you, because you're my man
Till the bitter end, till the bitter end
You know, I wanna tell you about friends
Or so-called friends, children
They'll pretend to be in your corner till you're down and out
And then you know what they'll do?
They'll knock you down, flat on your back
And let me tell you that when you're flat on your back
It's hard to rise up again
I wanna tell you a little something that happened to me
My next-door neighbor
Used to wouldn't even speak
As soon as I made it, I can't even ride down the street
She got both hands up in the air
Saying, there's Mr. Tate High
But let me tell you that I'm a living witness this evening
That the only one who tried to help me
And give me confidence along the way
Was my woman, she told me
Said, Howard, it's got to get better sooner or later
She stood by me, gave me confidence
You know they say behind every successful man
There's a woman anyway
And I wanna tell you, children
That I'm a living witness this evening
That my woman is my woman

My baby, oh yeah
Stood by me till the bitter end
My baby, oh my baby
Stood by me till the bitter end