Скачать или смотреть 😂🎶 Three Pills and a Prayer | Funny Country Song About Gettin' Old & Poppin' Pills Every Mornin'

Kick off your day with a grin and this twangy country tune: "Three Pills and a Prayer"!

From creaky bones and a tackle-box pill organizer to that one yellow pill that makes ya dance funny in the grocery store—this song's all about embracin' the gray hairs, the rattles, and the refills with a wink and a prayer.

Hey y'all, if you're rattlin' around like a walking pharmacy too, know you're not alone. These little pills keep us kickin', and a good laugh (plus a whisper to the Man upstairs) keeps the spirit high.

Hope this puts a smile on your face and a little bounce in your step today—no matter how many colors are in your weekly organizer.

Thanks for listenin', sharin', and stickin' around. Y'all make my mornings brighter!

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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Wake up feelin' like a rusty old gate,
Bones creakin' louder than the coffeepot's hate.
Stumble to the kitchen in my worn-out drawers,
Grab that plastic box that holds my daily chores.
Blood pressure's high, cholesterol's a sin,
Prostate's actin' up again.
Doctor said, "Boy, you're a walkin' pharmacy,"
I said, "Thanks, Doc, that sure comforts me."

[Chorus]
Three pills and a prayer every mornin',
That's my sunrise, my daily warnin'.
One for the ticker, one for the flow,
One for the joints that refuse to go.
Hope the Lord remembers which one's which this time,
'Cause mix 'em up and I'm feelin' fine... for a while.
Three pills and a prayer, wash 'em down with black joe,
Lord, keep me kickin'—don't let the side effects show!

[Verse 2]
Got a little blue one for when things get slow,
A yellow one to make the water flow.
Red one's for the aches from liftin' nothin' at all,
White one's just 'cause the doc wrote it on the wall.
My pill organizer looks like a tackle box,
Full of capsules, colors, and paradox.
Wife says, "Honey, you rattle when you walk,"
I say, "Darlin', that's my soundtrack—don't gawk."

[Chorus]
Three pills and a prayer every mornin',
That's my sunrise, my daily warnin'.
One for the ticker, one for the flow,
One for the joints that refuse to go.
Hope the Lord remembers which one's which this time,
'Cause mix 'em up and I'm feelin' fine... for a while.
Three pills and a prayer, wash 'em down with black joe,
Lord, keep me kickin'—don't let the side effects show!

[Bridge]
Used to chase the sunrise with a shot of rye,
Now it's fiber, statin, and a low-carb sigh.
If I forget one, my pressure starts to climb,
If I double up, I'm dancin' in double time.
Doctor shook his head, said, "Son, you're doin' great,"
As long as you don't confuse the prostate with the prostate... wait... what...

[Verse 3]
At the senior center, we compare our hauls,
Who's got more colors, who drops the most balls.
Ethel's on seven, claims she's feelin' spry,
I say, "Ethel, darlin', that's a full supply."
But when the sun comes up and the rooster crows,
I tip my cap to the man upstairs, I suppose.
'Cause without these three and a whisper to the sky,
I'd be pushin' up daisies—wave goodbye.

[Final Chorus – bigger build, maybe harmonies]
Three pills and a prayer every mornin',
That's my sunrise, my daily warnin'.
One for the ticker, one for the flow,
One for the joints that refuse to go.
Hope the Lord remembers which one's which this time,
'Cause mix 'em up and I'm feelin' fine... most days.
Three pills and a prayer, yeah, that's how I start my day,
Lord, keep the refills comin'—don't take 'em away!

[Outro – spoken/sung low, with banjo chuckle]
So here's to the gray hairs, the creaks, and the rattle,
We'll keep poppin' 'em faithful, win or lose the battle.
Three pills and a prayer... amen, y'all.
And if you see me dancin' funny at the store—blame the yellow one.