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"