Well I'm leavin mississippi
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and im looking for higher ground
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said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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Well I ain't proud of the things I've done
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so I've got to change it now
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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I got an 18 wheeler and a worn out dog
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and I ain't got nothing to say to the law
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I got 10 more miles and I'm hittin' that county line
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and I ain't got no more worries on my mind
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Well I'm leavin mississippi
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and im looking for higher ground
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said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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Well I ain't proud of the things I've done
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so I've got to change it now
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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Well my worn out jeans didn't fit no more
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had long hair on my back
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I guess that's not the best 'pearance
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to that judge in black
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So he picked up his pen and he put me away
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for a little stretch of time
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I said 7 long months 39 days and never did a crime
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I got an 18 wheeler and a worn out dog
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and I ain't got nothing to say to the law
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I got 10 more miles and I'm hittin' that county line
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and I ain't got no more worries on my mind
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Well I'm leavin mississippi
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and im looking for higher ground
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said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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Well I ain't proud of the things I've done
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so I've got to change it now
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around
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7 Months, 39 Days
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Hank Williams III |