7 Months, 39 Days

Well, I'm leavin' Mississippi

And I'm looking for higher ground

Said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

Well, I ain't proud of the things I've done

So I've got to change it now

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

I got an 18 wheeler and a worn out dog

And I ain't got nothing to say to the law

I got 10 more miles and I'm hittin' that county line

And I ain't got no more worries on my mind

Well, I'm leavin' Mississippi

And I'm looking for higher ground

Said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

Well, I ain't proud of the things I've done

So I've got to change it now

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

Well, my worn out jeans didn't fit no more

Had long hair on my back

I guess that's not the best 'pearance

To that judge in black

So he picked up his pen and he put me away

For a little stretch of time

I said, "7 long months, 39 days and never did a crime"

I got an 18 wheeler and a worn out dog

And I ain't got nothing to say to the law

I got 10 more miles and I'm hittin' that county line

And I ain't got no more worries on my mind

Well, I'm leavin' Mississippi

And I'm looking for higher ground

Said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

Well, I ain't proud of the things I've done

So I've got to change it now

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"