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Introduction:

Midnight in Montgomery is a poignant country ballad by the acclaimed singer-songwriter, Alan Jackson. Released in 1992 as part of his album, “A Lot About Livin’ (And a Little ‘Bout Dyin’),” the song quickly became a signature piece in Jackson’s repertoire.

The track is a masterfully crafted storytelling narrative that paints a vivid picture of a chance encounter on a lonely road. Produced by the renowned country music producer Keith Stegall, “Midnight in Montgomery” showcases Jackson’s distinctive vocal style and his ability to evoke raw emotions through his lyrics.

With its haunting melody and introspective lyrics, the song resonated deeply with audiences, solidifying Jackson’s status as a country music superstar. “Midnight in Montgomery” climbed the country music charts, earning numerous accolades and becoming one of the most beloved and enduring songs of the 1990s. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to Jackson’s songwriting prowess and his ability to connect with listeners on a profound level.

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Lyric:

“Midnight In Montgomery”
(originally by Alan Jackson)

Midnight in Montgomery, Silver Eagle, lonely road
I was on my way to Mobile, for a big New Year’s Eve show
I stopped for just a minute, to see a friend outside of town
Put my collar up, I found his name, and I felt the wind die downAnd a drunk man in a cowboy hat took me by surprise
Wearing shiny boots, a Nudie suit, and haunting haunted eyes
He said friend it’s good to see you, it’s nice to know you care
Then the wind picked up and he was gone, was he ever really there?

‘Cause it’s midnight in Montgomery
Just hear that whip-poor-will
See the stars light up the purple sky
Feel that lonesome chill
‘Cause when the wind is right you’ll hear his songs
Smell whiskey in the air
Midnight in Montgomery
He’s always singing there
He’s always singing there

Well I climbed back on that Eagle, took one last look around
Through red tail lights, a shadow moved, slow across the ground
And off somewhere a midnight train is slowly passing by
I can hear that whistle moan, I’m so lonesome I could cry

‘Cause it’s midnight in Montgomery
Just hear that whip-poor-will
See the stars light up the purple sky
Feel that lonesome chill
‘Cause when the wind is right you’ll hear his songs
Smell whiskey in the air
Midnight in Montgomery
He’s always singing there
Yeah, he’s always singing there

Hank’s always singing there