Story Behind The Song
									Inspired by know of someone who kept going into rehab for substance abuse.
																
																	Song Description
									Some people don't ever wanna quit being wild, they just need a "vacation" once in a while.
								 								
								
								
									
										
											
											
																							| Song Length | 
												3:57 | 
																								Genre | 
												Blues - Rock, Country - Rock | 
																									
																								| Tempo | 
												Medium Slow (91 - 110) | 
																								Lead Vocal | 
												Male Vocal | 
																									
																								| Mood | 
												 Glad,  Jovial | 
																								Subject | 
												 Drugs,  Alchohol, Beer, Wine | 
																									
																								| Similar Artists | 
												ZZ Top, Stevie Ray Vaughan | 
																								Language | 
												English | 
																									
																						
									
								 
								
								
																Lyrics
								
									28 DAYS IN TUSCON
music and words by Chris Gantry, Jon Roniger and Sam Cooper © 2010
615-469-4067   jericat@yahoo.com
Pills, when they rattle in the bottle gives me chills,
Weed, when it's fillin' up my lungs it's what I need,
Cheap gin, when it's slidin' down and dribblin' on my chin,
It makes me a happy pappy, I jump up and down and clappy,
In that lubricated state I'm livin' in.
chorus
Twenty eight days in Tuscon,
Ain't doing me no good.
I can't change the way my brain is arranged,
Lord knows, I wish I could.
At least 12 times, I've walked the 12 steps and I'm,
Always ending up on the wrong foot.
Twenty eight days in Tuscon,
Ain't doing me no good.
Girls, I love the ones that live in cheap motels.
Wives, I've done that dance and just left number five.
The road, the only place that I can still call home.
I love to ride my Harley cause it gets me to the party,
And any seedy place I need to go.
repeat chorus
bridge
When they let me out tomorrow, as I'm waving to the shrink,
I'll be headin' for the bar to turn my chip in for a drink.
repeat chorus