THREE DOWN (written by Vikki Simpson) Three months on the road But I There I can see a big old Texas flag flying in the wind I can This is some kind of hellhole I Three months on the road But I Then I I got my sister crying at me You spend all day in this hotel room just lazing around So she takes me to a bar down on 6th street And she orders me to drink them down
I got three under my belt Just four more to go Then I (Take me home!) Well we were driving out of Nashville and the clock it said 12am We And no map to get us there We get lost somewhere off the parkway We have to stop and ask some guy who look like he don I said we He said you Till Three under my belt But I Then I Well I But I