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Three months on the road
But Ive still got four more to go
Theres a full moon and its rising over Austin
I can see a big old Texas flag flying in the wind
I cant sleep for all the bright lights of this cheap hotel
This is some kind of hellhole Im living in
Three months on the road
But Ive still got four more to go
Then Im going home
I got my sister crying at me
Cmon 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 Im going home
(Take me home!)
Well we were driving out of Nashville and the clock it said 12am
Weve 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 dont care
I said weve been three hours on the road
He said youve got four more to go
Till youll be home
Three under my belt
But Ive still got four more to go
Then Im going home
Well Ive been three months on the road
But Ive still got four more to go