Montgomery

There’s a purple haze over Montgomery
Where the storms blow in off the salt
It’s another New Orleans sad song out of storyville
About how her life just ain’t no party
That hot wind blows on the delta
Can make it’s way into your heart
If you don’t look too hard and don’t force your cards
You might find that you make a new start
The devil makes off with his quarry
And there goes your promise of glory
So tell me Montgomery
Where is your heart
And is your love real
Can you tell me Montgomery
Which way will the wind blow
What’s your story gonna be
Can you tell me Montgomery
You’re telling me this feels like the real thing
But you’re telling me he still belongs to another
Why do you always pick somebody who’s taken
Some damn fool who still lives with his mother
The devil makes off with his quarry
And there goes your promise of glory
So tell me Montgomery
Where is your heart
And is your love real
Can you tell me Montgomery
Which way will the wind blow
What’s your story gonna be
Can you tell me Montgomery
Can you tell me Montgomery
Can you tell me Montgomery
There’s a purple haze over Montgomery