Three More Days
(Cummings/Winters)
Meet my lady every morning half past nine
When the bells begin to ring
Looking out the window down the road
And I see the dame damn thing
Three days to get it on
Three days to get it off
And three more days to die
And I'm six feet down
And I'm asking the good Lord up in heaven
Why
You can't find all the answers if you're always standing in the rain
And once the chance goes by it just might come round again
Three days to build it up
Three days to tear it down
And three more days to die
And I'm still six feet down and still wonderin', prayin' and asking
Why
We gotta have a reason and you know it
Freedom paint me a picture
Show it to me right now
Freedom paint me a picture
Where are you freedom
Meet my lady every morning half past nine
When the bells begin to ring
Looking out the window down the road
And I see the dame damn thing
Three days to get it on
Three days to get it off
And three more days to die
And I'm six feet down
And I'm asking the good Lord up in heaven
Why
Have you got any answers for sale..
Why...