Birmingham

Virgil Spencer's got a 19 inch Hitachi

And many demons lingering

Friday night, he pulled a gun to change the channel

Something that he picked up from the King

His wife remembers well the man she knew

Seems the dreams she had have all turned black and blue

She's wasted years

No time for tears

'Cause there's another chance a'someday soon

Shining like the Alabama moon

She's looking for the promised land

Out beyond the lights of Birmingham

It's 3 am and Virgil's passed out on the sofa

A fifth of Jim Beam on the floor

She's packed her bags, she slips the keys out of his pocket

She's careful not to slam the door

And as she drives she rubs her rosary

She's never been so all alone, she's never felt so free

She got miles to go

Blind faith and hope

'Cause there's another chance and someday soon

Shining like the Alabama moon

She's looking for the promised land

Out beyond the lights of Birmingham

As the rain falls down upon the interstate

Any doubts she had are all but washed away

One long look back at Birmingham

'Cause there's another chance and someday soon

Shining like the Alabama moon

She's looking for the promised land

Out beyond the lights of Birmingham

Another chance and someday soon

Shining like the Alabama moon

She's looking for the promised land

Out beyond the lights of, yeah, yeah, Birmingham

Birmingham

Yeah, yeah

Ooh, whoa baby

Yeah, someday soon

Baby, someday soon

Yeah, someday soon

Hey, hey, yeah

Keep on driving

Yeah, keep on driving baby, yeah