Between Jennings and Jones

I left Montgomery on North 65

I was restless and ready to give Nashville a try

I rolled into town with a sound of my own

Somewhere between Jennings and Jones

Well, the day job I landed felt just like a jail

I couldn't seem to break out with that hammer and nails

And I spent all my nights in some old honky-tonk

Somewhere between Jennings and Jones

Hanging out in the bars with the drunks and the stars

I found a few good ole boys just like me

Started burning our candles both ends and the middle

A bunch of roaring outlaws at high speed

And they said that the end of that road I was on

Was somewhere between Jennings and Jones

Well, some record executives found me one night

I was singing half-lit, they said it sounded just right (Right)

They put my name on an album but they shelved all my songs

Said I was somewhere between Jennings and Jones

Hanging out in the bars with the drunks and the stars

And a few good ole boys just like me

Burning our candles both ends and the middle

A bunch of roaring outlaws at high speed

And they said that the end of that road I was on

Was somewhere between Jennings and Jones

Now to find me in a record store, won't take you long

I'm right there between Jennings and Jones