COUNTRY SONG SUBMISSION: Robert Jordan

Song Title: Three Six-Pack Day

Lyrics:

Sandy the stripper was my little love
She danced to Thelonius Monk
I loved her dearly but she went away
So now I will just get drunk
Now I will just get drunk

(chorus)
The sun is hot and I'm down on my luck
I work hard for nothing in pay
The sun is hot and I'm down on my luck
So it looks like a three six-pack day
Yes it looks like a three six-pack day

At work sweat rolls down on me all afternoon
Our boss swears and yells at us, that stupid goon
At the end of the day there is one trusty friend
A bottle of beer that I can upend
Beer that I can upend

(repeat chorus)

The walk to the liquor store is really hard
It would be easy if I had a car
Blazing sun beats down as I walk along
My feet sink into the sticky tar
Into the sticky tar

(repeat chorus)

No money, no girl means no love for me
My life is hopeless, far as I see
I will sit in the shade with my case of beer
And try to forget my sorrow and fear
Forget my sorrow and fear

(repeat chorus, last line three times)

Maybe a whole case