Bill Jackson - Three Sheets to the Wind Lyrics

I'll be home on the night train the day I fly in
With my brand new plan to start over again
I think I found me a way to try and make amends
But I've crashed before on her curves and her bends

You can't trust that whisky, the beer, wine or gin
If you're drinkin' to forget her she'll just front back again
You'll end up just sittin' there right back where you been
Starin' down a big hangover three sheets to the wind

The blue sea the hot sand the sun through the shade
The dancin' shadows when the palm fronds sway
Ain't nothin' here to think about this hot summer day
Except that same old heartache one stray thought away

The cruel wind, cold rain was the debt he paid
For comin' back home with that plan that he made
She disappeared up North somewhere they all say
To the blue sea ,the hot sand where the palm trees sway

You can't trust that whisky, the beer, wine or gin
If you're drinkin' to forget her she'll just front back again
You'll end up just sittin' there right back where you been
Starin' down a big hangover three sheets to the wind