7 Months, 39 Days Lyrics - Hank Iii Collector's Edition - Hank Williams Iii

Well, I'm leavin' Mississippi 

And I'm looking for higher ground 

Said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

Well, I ain't proud of the things I've done 

So I've got to change it now 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

I got an 18 wheeler and a worn out dog 

And I ain't got nothing to say to the law 

I got 10 more miles and I'm hittin' that county line 

And I ain't got no more worries on my mind 

Well, I'm leavin' Mississippi 

And I'm looking for higher ground 

Said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

Well, I ain't proud of the things I've done 

So I've got to change it now 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

Well, my worn out jeans didn't fit no more 

Had long hair on my back 

I guess that's not the best 'pearance 

To that judge in black 

So he picked up his pen and he put me away 

For a little stretch of time 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days and never did a crime" 

I got an 18 wheeler and a worn out dog 

And I ain't got nothing to say to the law 

I got 10 more miles and I'm hittin' that county line 

And I ain't got no more worries on my mind 

Well, I'm leavin' Mississippi 

And I'm looking for higher ground 

Said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

Well, I ain't proud of the things I've done 

So I've got to change it now 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around" 

I said, "7 long months, 39 days to turn my ways around"