Three Quarter Time Lyrics

I don't fit in here and I don't bother trying

This so called new country ain't walking the line

Would anyone notice if they heard Patsy Cline

Singing old sad songs in three quarter time

Playing on Broadway is a hell of a grind

Ballads and barstools have this heart of mine

They pay me in whiskey but I ain't made a dime

From singing old sad songs in ¾ time

They called me a star, they told me to sign

They said to get ready for a hell of a ride

They gave me their songs and a piece of me died

Cause I was born to sing sad songs in three quarter time

They called me crazy said I'm out of my mind

Ballads and barstools have this heart of mine

They pay me in whiskey but I ain't made a dime

From singing old sad songs in three quarter time

I can't help looking ahead to a time

When we go back to twin fiddles and the steel guitar cry

But I sit with my whiskey wondering why

Nobody sings sad songs in three quarter time

The high lonesome spirit is well and alive

Cause ballads and barstools have this heart of mine

They pay me in whiskey but I ain't made a dime

From singing old sad songs in three quarter time

I'm just singing old sad songs in three quarter time