Number 3 and Number 7

Number 3 and Number 7 - Morgan Wallen/Eric Church

Lyrics by：Rocky Block/Blake Pendergrass

Composed by：Rocky Block/Blake Pendergrass

Produced by：Joey Moi

Daddy's truck Daddy's bottle

Open top open throttle

87 and 80 proof runnin' through my veins

I'm drunk on speed drunk on whiskey

Ain't no free quite like sixteen

Still had half a foot to grow makin'

Grown man mistakes puttin' Earnhardt to shame

Up in my head I was in first

Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn

Burnin' towards the checkered flag

I was on a record lap

Had my hand wrapped around that drink

Till that truck wrapped around that tree

Shoulda gone to Heaven fast

Learned a hard-way lesson that

We all get more second chances than we should

And number three and number seven don't add up to much good

Flashin' lights flashin' memories

For my eyes torn up bench seat

Pickin' glass out of my right arm

Made a never-let-you-forget kinda scar

I lost that race when I let it start but

Up in my head I was in first

Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn

Burnin' towards the checkered flag

I was on a record lap

Had my hand wrapped around that drink

Till that truck wrapped around that tree

Shoulda gone to Heaven fast

Learned a hard-way lesson that

We all get more second chances than we should

And number three and number seven don't add up to much good no

Daddy's truck Daddy's bottle

Open top open throttle

Up in my head I was in first

Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn

Burnin' towards the checkered flag

I was on a record lap

I was on a record lap

Had my hand wrapped around that drink

Till that truck wrapped around that tree

Shoulda gone to Heaven fast

Shoulda gone to Heaven

Learned a hard-way lesson that

We all get more second chances than we should

Yes we do

And number three and number seven don't add up to much good

Don't add up to much good

Don't add up to much good no