THREE DOWN (written by Vikki Simpson)



Three months on the road

But I’ve still got four more to go



There’s a full moon and it’s rising over Austin

I can see a big old Texas flag flying in the wind

I can’t sleep for all the bright lights of this cheap hotel

This is some kind of hellhole I’m living in

Three months on the road

But I’ve still got four more to go

Then I’m going home



I got my sister crying at me

“C’mon lets go downtown

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’m going home



(Take me home!)



Well we were driving out of Nashville and the clock it said 12am

We’ve got a give hour drive to Jackson

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’t care

I said we’ve been three hours on the road

He said you’ve got four more to go

Till’ you’ll be home



Three under my belt

But I’ve still got four more to go

Then I’m going home



Well I’ve been three months on the road

But I’ve still got four more to go






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