Morgan (full length)
He’s got his six-string in its holster/his weapon hard upon his back.
Just another slinger/from the wrong side of the tracks.
He finds himself in another town/ very plain to see.
The whiskey that now chains him down/used to set him free.

Chorus
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
Halfway between here and there.
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
Someplace between give a damn and I don’t care.

Morgan the dessert girl/she always knew how to treat.
How to treat a broken man/that was as broken down as he.
The fine line of her country back/soft like rain on a sugar shack.
With sweets like that man, who can get enough?

Chorus
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
Halfway between here and there.
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
One more drink man and he won’t even care.

Bridge
How sad do you have to be?
To be so blue your shoes are cryin’?
Make you feel like…make you feel like….

Morgan always wonders/ if he’s coming back.
And she often tells her friends he will.
She don’t know he can’t show/cause if he did he’d be calling it home.
And then his blues, man/his blues would never come back
Yeah his blues/ his blues would never come back.
Second Bridge (in B)
Halfway in between/and goin’ no place fast
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
And running from the past.

Back booth of a diner/he’s feeling all his age.
He strums through a magazine/and reads nothing on every page.
Crawls into the back of the bus/somebody else grab the wheel.
Cause he knows how the good times felt/but he knows how these blues feel.

Morgan finds her broken man, livin’ on a little bitty piece of land.
Someplace down where the Southern meets the Dog.
Don’t you know if I go I won’t be coming back.
And you can play those dark old blues until they’re black.
Chorus
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
Halfway between here and there.
Just about a million miles from nowhere.
And he can smell her perfume on the air.