Lori McKenna – Three Kids No Husband (Guitar)

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She’s got three kids and no husband

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She’s two weeks late on last month’s rent

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She’s waiting on child support, he keeps swearing that it’s coming

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But if she knows him, she knows where it went

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And those bills ain’t gonna pay themselves

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It’s been a forty hour week and it’s only Tuesday

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And there’s homework and dinner to make

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And somebody wants a lullaby, somebody wants a different channel

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Somebody’s dealing with their first heartbreak

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Those dishes in the sink ain’t gonna wash themselves

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She lights a cigarette out on the balcony

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When she gets a couple minutes to herself

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There’s how you plan it out and how it turns out to be

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And a broken home ain’t no fairytale

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She’s got three kids and no husband

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And a hairnet job at a diner down on Main

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She knows damn well she don’t make the best cup of coffee

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But she’s quick with a smile and she's good at names

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But those lunch tickets ain’t gonna tip themselves

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She smokes a cigarette out by the loading dock

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And tries not to pick the polish off her nails

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She’s thinking about a guy who’s been coming in a lot

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She starts to dream and then she stops herself

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She’s got three kids and no husband

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She’s a mom and a dad and a taxi driver

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When the baby’s sick she’s an up-all-nighter

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A hand and a shoulder and a referee

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A real life hero, if you ask me

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And those kids ain’t gonna raise themselves