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