1, 2, 3, 4...

Out in the middle of nowhere

With nothing much else to do

Oh, the night brought us together

And I lent my heart to you.

Maybe you were running way from something

Without so much as a plan

Not a living soul to guide you

Jesus tattooed on your hand.

God, the whole world's gone crazy

And there's only god to blame

Somebody called you something sweet once

It was more than fulton county jane.

And when my heart has no rest

And a thousand things are on my mind

I'll always save some room for you

I won't let you get left behind.

Oh, and I always will remember

When the lonely day is through

That somewhere fall from fulton county

A stranger says a prayer for you.

God, the whole world's gone crazy

And there's only god to blame

Your mother calls you something sweet once

It was more than fulton county jane

Fulton county jane.

We came into this life with nothing

And all we're taking is a name

That's why I've written you this song

This is for fulton county jane.

God, the whole world's gone crazy

And there's only god to blame

Your mother calls you something sweet once, darling

You're more than fulton county, fulton county jane

Fulton county jane.

Ooh, ooh...

Ooh, ooh...