Track 7 of the album Vacancy Sign · 2011
Three Chords and a Borrowed Truth
“Elks Lodge on Friday, laundromat on Sunday, and a truth borrowed from every stage. This is my working-musician anthem.”
country · honky-tonk · country shuffle · 4:49
Lyrics
Played the Elks Lodge Friday Played the laundromat on Sunday Got paid in pickled eggs and gas And a cover of someone's Monday They asked me where I learned to sing I said off a broken jukebox Three chords and a borrowed truth Is all you need to rock a Little town, little stage Little crowd, big old page Three chords and a borrowed truth That's all I've got to give Three chords and a borrowed truth Is how a girl can live I never had a record deal Or a limousine in sight But three chords and a borrowed truth Got me through another night Slept in a motel with a ceiling stain Shaped like the state of Texas Wrote a song about it by morning light Sold it for a plate of waffles Little town, little stage Little crowd, big old page Three chords and a borrowed truth That's all I've got to give Three chords and a borrowed truth Is how a girl can live I never had a record deal Or a limousine in sight But three chords and a borrowed truth Got me through another night Maybe I'll never see the top Maybe the top is overrated I've got a guitar and an open road And a heart that's never faded Three chords and a borrowed truth That's all I've got to give Three chords and a borrowed truth Is how a girl can live Got a van, got a song, got a long way to go And a sunrise lighting the show Three chords and a borrowed truth Got me through, and it'll get me through Three chords, borrowed truth Got me through