Montgomery

Driving from Montgomery
Down to Baton Rouge
Driving from Montgomery
Down to Baton Rouge
Where I come from they play country
Where I'm going they play the blues
Got a bible in the front seat
Bottle of Jim Beam on the floor
A bible in the front seat
Bottle of Jim Beam on the floor
And in the glove compartment
My loaded .44

I see lightning in the distance
In the midnight sky
Lightning in the distance
Cutting through the midnight sky
Just like the veins of red
Cutting through my bloodshot eyes
Gonna find a cheap motel room
Chain the door, shut the blinds
Find a cheap motel room
Chain the door, shut the blinds
When the maid comes in the morning
God knows what she'll find

Mobile Bay through Biloxi
Every cop knows not to stop me
They know my make and model
That I'm only doing God's will
Mobile Bay through Biloxi
Every cop knows not to stop me
They know my make and model
I'm only doing God's will

Driving from Montgomery
Down to Baton Rouge
Driving from Montgomery
Down to Baton Rouge
Where I come from they play country
Where I'm going they play the blues
Where I come from they play country
Where I'm going they play the blues



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Thomas Connolly
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