3 a.m. Lyrics
| Song | 3 a.m. |
| Artist | Gregory Alan Isakov |
| Album | That Sea, the Gambler |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Well its 3 a.m again, like it always seems to be | |
| drivin northbound, drivin homeward, drivin wind is drivin me | |
| and it just seems so funny that i always end up here, | |
| walkin outside in the storm while looking way up past the tree-line | |
| its been some time… | |
| give me darkness when i’m dreaming | |
| give me moonlight when i’m leaving | |
| give me shoes that weren’t made for standing | |
| give me tree-line, give me big sky, get me snow-bound, give me rain clouds give me a bed time…just sometimes | |
| now you’re talkin in my room, but there aint nobody here | |
| cuz i’ve been driving like a trucker, i been burnin through the gears | |
| i’ve been training like a soldier, i’ve been burnin through this sorrow, | |
| and the only talkin lately is that background radio… | |
| you were my friend, and i was the same | |
| riding that hope was like catching some train | |
| well now i just walk, well i dont mind the rain | |
| but i’ve been singing so much softer than i did back then | |
| the night, i think, is darker than we can really say | |
| and god’s been living in that ocean, sending us all the big waves | |
| and i wish i was a sailor so i could know just how to trust, | |
| maybe i could bring some grace back home to the dryland for all of us | |
| say what you say, you say it so well | |
| just say you will wait, like snow on the rail | |
| i been combing that train yard for some kind of sign | |
| even my own self, it just don’t seem mine | |
| give me darkness when i’m dreaming, give me moonlight when i’m leaving | |
| give me mustang horse and muscle, cuz i wont be goin gentle | |
| give me slant-eye looks when i’m lying, give me fingers when i’m crying | |
| and i aint out there to cheat you, see i killed that damn coyote in me… |
| Well its 3 a. m again, like it always seems to be | |
| drivin northbound, drivin homeward, drivin wind is drivin me | |
| and it just seems so funny that i always end up here, | |
| walkin outside in the storm while looking way up past the treeline | |
| its been some time | |
| give me darkness when i' m dreaming | |
| give me moonlight when i' m leaving | |
| give me shoes that weren' t made for standing | |
| give me treeline, give me big sky, get me snowbound, give me rain clouds give me a bed time just sometimes | |
| now you' re talkin in my room, but there aint nobody here | |
| cuz i' ve been driving like a trucker, i been burnin through the gears | |
| i' ve been training like a soldier, i' ve been burnin through this sorrow, | |
| and the only talkin lately is that background radio | |
| you were my friend, and i was the same | |
| riding that hope was like catching some train | |
| well now i just walk, well i dont mind the rain | |
| but i' ve been singing so much softer than i did back then | |
| the night, i think, is darker than we can really say | |
| and god' s been living in that ocean, sending us all the big waves | |
| and i wish i was a sailor so i could know just how to trust, | |
| maybe i could bring some grace back home to the dryland for all of us | |
| say what you say, you say it so well | |
| just say you will wait, like snow on the rail | |
| i been combing that train yard for some kind of sign | |
| even my own self, it just don' t seem mine | |
| give me darkness when i' m dreaming, give me moonlight when i' m leaving | |
| give me mustang horse and muscle, cuz i wont be goin gentle | |
| give me slanteye looks when i' m lying, give me fingers when i' m crying | |
| and i aint out there to cheat you, see i killed that damn coyote in me |
| Well its 3 a. m again, like it always seems to be | |
| drivin northbound, drivin homeward, drivin wind is drivin me | |
| and it just seems so funny that i always end up here, | |
| walkin outside in the storm while looking way up past the treeline | |
| its been some time | |
| give me darkness when i' m dreaming | |
| give me moonlight when i' m leaving | |
| give me shoes that weren' t made for standing | |
| give me treeline, give me big sky, get me snowbound, give me rain clouds give me a bed time just sometimes | |
| now you' re talkin in my room, but there aint nobody here | |
| cuz i' ve been driving like a trucker, i been burnin through the gears | |
| i' ve been training like a soldier, i' ve been burnin through this sorrow, | |
| and the only talkin lately is that background radio | |
| you were my friend, and i was the same | |
| riding that hope was like catching some train | |
| well now i just walk, well i dont mind the rain | |
| but i' ve been singing so much softer than i did back then | |
| the night, i think, is darker than we can really say | |
| and god' s been living in that ocean, sending us all the big waves | |
| and i wish i was a sailor so i could know just how to trust, | |
| maybe i could bring some grace back home to the dryland for all of us | |
| say what you say, you say it so well | |
| just say you will wait, like snow on the rail | |
| i been combing that train yard for some kind of sign | |
| even my own self, it just don' t seem mine | |
| give me darkness when i' m dreaming, give me moonlight when i' m leaving | |
| give me mustang horse and muscle, cuz i wont be goin gentle | |
| give me slanteye looks when i' m lying, give me fingers when i' m crying | |
| and i aint out there to cheat you, see i killed that damn coyote in me |
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