All my doubt my life has measured out
And it's taken my hat at the door
All my reasons for wanting less
And all yours for not needing more
Stops my breath and my heart in time
No want, no waste and no fight
This boy is Montgomery bound
You see I make my mistakes on my own time
Now let the twilight show the girls the town
This boy is Montgomery bound
Brown-bottle eyes and the black cat's hips
The road becomes what you leave
And my ghost ain't waiting (x3)

Copyright: SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.
Writer(s): Jason Molina