Текст песни: Waifs,The - Three Down



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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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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