Where you at brother where have you been three nights Everyone's been calling making sure you're all right You're probably at the beach spot holding it tight Oh lord I don't know where to begin I hope you, re on freight train down the ACL Or holed up at your camp up by Fulton Hill Just tell me you ain't caught that westbound train And I won't go insane Man your girl she's got problems it seems And they control you more than anyone sees But don't get beaten by sharing your hand Alone is how she'll learn to stand And if your legs failed you you'd learn to fly And if flying didn't suit you you'd surely glide Ascend the valleys to mountains high When this low you can only rise So come on brother where have you been three nights I know that trestle looks good in that fall moon light And the rocks below could split you and heal all inside But sleep now till the next sunrise And we'll pass it around once and sip it twice Drink to our freedom and shun our pride Curse our life but love our lives With my heart I can't stand to see you die With my heart I can't see you die Sleep now till the next sunrise