Birmingham

Intro:     Virgil Spencer’s got a nineteen-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 and a someday soon   Shining like the Alabama - moon   She’s looking for her promised land   Out beyond the lights of    Birmingham It’s three a.m. and Virgil’s passed out on the sofa   A fifth of Jim Beam on the floor   She’s packed a bag 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’s got miles to go   Blind faith and hope Cause there’s another chance and a someday soon   Shining like the Alabama - moon   She’s looking for her promised land   Out beyond the lights of    Birmingham As the rain falls down upon the inter - state   Any doubts she had are all but washed away One long look back   At Birming - ham   Cause there’s another chance and a someday soon   Shining like the Alabama - moon   She’s looking for her promised land   Out beyond the lights of    Birmingham