The Queen Of Fort Payne, Alabama

Long before she was a mother or a lawyer or a wife

That girl she was an anchor, bent on keeping me alive

It was summer, she was leaving, no we were not meant to last

But on the floor next to my unmade bed, you couldn't tell us that

Cigarette smoke, Natty light, bleach blonde girls on a Wednesday night

Good old friends, nothing much to do, it was a hell of a time and I'm sad it's through

Cops showed up, we'd run and hide, half a fifth of bourbon by the bathroom light

'fore I had a dream to make come true, it was a hell of a time and I'm sad it's through

As our mothers become angels, my brothers we survive

Now we raise up our own babies and beg the Lord to slow down time

Come on, strap in boys, we're drinking like it's two thousand and five

I know that we'll crash tomorrow but tonight we're flying high

Cigarette smoke, Natty light, bleach blonde girls on a Wednesday night

Good old friends, nothing much to do, it was a hell of a time and I'm sad it's through

Cops showed up, we'd run and hide, half a fifth of bourbon by the bathroom light

'fore I had a dream to make come true, it was a hell of a time and I'm sad it's through

Someone misplaced a sundress

The Queen of Fort Payne, Alabama was not impressed

She knew us well enough to guess

Which one of us had sinned

Cigarette smoke, Natty light, bleach blonde girls on a Wednesday night

Good old friends, nothing much to do, it was a hell of a time and I'm sad it's through

Cops showed up, we'd run and hide, half a fifth of bourbon by the bathroom light

'fore I had a dream to make come true, it was a hell of a time and I'm sad it's through