'Cause there's another chance and someday soon
And many demons lingering
Shining like the Alabama moon
She's careful not to slam the door
Virgil Spencer's got a nineteen-inch Hitachi
She's packed a bag she slips the keys out of his pocket
'Cause there's another chance and someday soon
Baby someday soon, yea someday soon
Out beyond the lights of Birmingham
She's looking for her promised land, yea
Another chance and someday soon
Shining like the Alabama moon
Shining like the Alabama moon
Friday night he pulled a gun to change the channel
As the rain falls down upon the interstate
Oh baby, yea someday soon
She's looking for her promised land
'Cause there's another chance and someday soon
Shining like the Alabama moon
Out beyond the lights of Birmingham
A fifth of Jim Beam on the floor
Any doubts she had are all but washed away
Seems the dreams she had have all turned black and blue
She's looking for her promised land
She's looking for her promised land
Out beyond the lights of Birmingham
Something that he picked up from a kid
His wife remembers well the man she knew
One long look back at Birmingham
She's got miles to go, blind faith and hope
Out beyond the lights of, yea yea Birmingham, Birmingham, yea yea
Hey hey yea, keep on driving
She's wasted years, no time for tears
And as she drives she rubs her rosary
She's never been so all alone, she's never felt so free
It's three A.M. and Virgil's passed out on the sofa
