midnight in Montgomery, and we’d been
chasin’ that neon rainbow, thinking it must be
five o’clock somewhere? But
here in the real world, we should be
livin’ on love that’s
right on the money.
Look at me – this
country boy
wanted to have a
little bitty
good time. But
where were you? Now you’re making me want to
pop a top again, wishing I were on a
freight train
home, where I could just
drive through the
tall, tall trees and
remember when.
