Tekster: Guess Who. Three More Days.

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 same 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
Why
Why

You can?t find all the answers
lf you?re always standing in the rain
And once the chance goes by
lt just might not come round again

Three days to build it up
And three days to tear it down
And three more days to die

And I?m still six feet down
Still wonderin?, prayin? and asking

Why
Why
Why

We gotta have a reason and you know it
We gotta have a reason and you know it, you know it
Oh, we gotta have a reason and you know it
Hey we gotta have a reason and you know it
You know it, you know it, you know it

Freedom, paint me a picture
Freedom, paint me a picture
Freedom, paint me a picture
Show it to me

Freedom, paint me a picture
Freedom, paint me a picture
Show it to me, right now
Freedom, paint me a picture
Where are you freedom?

Meet the lady every morning half past nine
When the bells begin to ring
Looking out the window down the road
And I see the same damn thing

Three days to get it on
And 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
Why
Why
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