I left Montgomery on North 65
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I was restless and ready to give Nashville a try
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I rolled into town with a sound of my own
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Somewhere between Jennings and Jones
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Well, the day job I landed felt just like a jail
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I couldn't seem to break out with that hammer and nails
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And I spent all my nights in some old honky-tonk
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Somewhere between Jennings and Jones
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Hanging out in the bars with the drunks and the stars I found a few good ole boys just like me
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Started burning our candles both ends and the middle a bunch of roaring outlaws at high speed
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And they said that the end of that road I was on
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somewhere between Jennings and Jones
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Well, some record executives found me on night
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I was singing half-lit, they said it sounded just right (right)
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They put my name on an album but they shelved all my songs
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Said I was somewhere between Jennings and Jones
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Hanging out in the bars with the drunks and the stars
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And a few good ole boys just like me
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Started burning our candles both ends and the middle a bunch of roaring outlaws at high speed
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And they said that the end of that road I was on
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somewhere between Jennings and Jones
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Now to find me in a record store won't take you long
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I'm right there between Jennings and Jones
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Between Jennings And Jones
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| Jamey Johnson |
