| Midnight in Montgomery, silver eagle, lonely road
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| I was on my way to Mobile for a big New Years Eve show
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| I stopped for just a minute to see a friend outside of town
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| Put my collar up, found his name, and felt the wind die down
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| Then a drunken man in a cowboy suit took me by surprise
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| Waering shiny boots, a Nudi suit and haunting haunted eyes
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| He said 'Friend it’s good to see you, it’s nice to know you care'
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| Then the wind picked up and he was gone
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| Was he ever really there
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| 'Cause it’s midnight in Montgomery
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| Just hear that whippoorwill
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| See the stars light up the purple sky
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| Feel that lonesome chill
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| When the wind it’s right, you’ll hear his songs
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| Smell whiskey in the air
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| Midnight in Montgomery
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| He’s always singing there
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| I climbed back on my eagle, took one last look around
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| Through red tail lights a shadow moved slow across the ground
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| Off somewhere a midnight train is slowly passing by I could hear that whistle moaning
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| I’m so lonesome I could cry
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| 'Cause it’s midnight in Montgomery
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| Just hear that whippoorwill
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| See the stars light up the purple sky
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| Feel that lonesome chill
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| When the wind it’s right, you’ll hear his songs
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| Smell whiskey in the air
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| Midnight in Montgomery
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| He’s always singing there
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| He’s always singing there
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| Hank’s always singing there |