Bonnie said, â€śSon, itâ€™s time to go home.
Itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™ and Iâ€™m closinâ€™ the doors
You seem like a good man and Iâ€™m sorry youâ€™re low,
But itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™, and time to go homeâ€ť.
Thank you dear Bonnie for treatinâ€™ me so kind
Itâ€™s been a good night everybodyâ€™s feelinâ€™ fine
I walked out the door and I breathed the cold night air
Itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™ and nobody cares.
One more mile and Iâ€™ll be home
Iâ€™ll hang my hat and Iâ€™ll rest these weary bones
Goodbye sorrows, Iâ€™m leavinâ€™ you this morn
Itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™ and Iâ€™m goinâ€™ home.
Well the thoughts that cross a mind, they ainâ€™t hardly fair
Sorrows and heartaches bound to take their share
Hold on just a while, thereâ€™s a sweet release
Itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™ and Iâ€™m begginâ€™ please
Well the road was windinâ€™ and the trees were flyinâ€™ past
Tears were fallinâ€™ as I felt the crash
Goodbye mean olâ€™ world, this will be my last
Itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™ and Iâ€™m fadinâ€™ fast
Itâ€™s three in the morninâ€™ and Iâ€™m goinâ€™ home