Three Kids No Husband - Brandy Clark

Written by：Brandy Clark/Lori McKenna/Jay Joyce

She's got three kids

No husband

She's two weeks late

On last month's rent

She's waitin' on the child support

He keeps swearin'

That it's coming

But if she knows him

She knows where went

That pile o' bills

Ain't gonna pay themselves

It's been a forty hour week

And it's only tuesday

There's homework

Dinner make

Somebody wants a lullaby

Somebody wants a different channel

Somebody's dealin'

Their first heartbreak

And the dishes in the sink

Ain't gonna wash themselves

She lights a cigarette

Out on the balcony

When she gets a couple

Minutes to herself

There's how you plan

It out and how it turns

Out to be

And a broken home

It ain't no fairy tale

She's got three kids

No husband

And a hairnet job

At a diner on main

She knows damn well

She don't make the best

Cup o' coffee

But she's quick with a smile

And good with names

Those lunch tickets

Ain't gonna tip themselves

She smokes a cigarette

Out by the loading dock

And tries not to pick

The polish off her nails

She thinks about a guy

Who's been coming in a lot

She starts dream

And then she stops herself

She's got three kids

No husband

So she's a mom and a dad

And a taxi driver

When the baby's sick

She's an up all nighter

A hand and a shoulder and a referee

A real life hero if you ask me

'Cause those kids ain't gonna

Raise themselves